[Intro - Banks! Ha-ha!
[Verse 1 - It's like a that he don't even own He won't sit down, give him a crown, he throws it around It's like a joke, he's like a king, but he don't do a He don't want the diamonds, want the gold, don't want the He don't want the fame. don't want the loot, he's in for the sport circles around his competition on the court He appreciates support, but he ain't begging for it And you can love, it you can it, but you can't ignore it You can't be that But you can try to sell him But you can't with his last joint, or the one before it And he was going to raise hell like them country And if I'm fronting you better come confront me for it
[Chorus - Nate This is the of a warrior and now you know It True go ahead make some noise It ain't healthy to be making niggas Hit your corner with my weapon I need my boys I'm doing 120 in the fast back, just relax, let me do my thing Don't give a fuck about you suckers maintain Money, power, and respect in this rap
2 - Lloyd Banks] He's straight out of a where niggas hate see you go, and eat your dinner off a bigger plate Thier stomachs ache while he's lounging in a big And he hops in a hundred thousands a nigga's gate House with just a bigger gate, hounding a big mistake He wont surrender, he'll rather up a rib to break Because he remembers when they wouldn't lend a hand Till he was on green like a Celtic fan Created a Till where you got to mention his When you discussing the player that's in the game And he's riding Em, 50 Cent, Doc and them G-Unit records, ain't no stopping them
[Verse 3 - 50 He's no magician, man the kid makes something out of So now niggas from his hood act he owe them something They talk crazy till send niggas in there to buck him Ask him if there's a problem, and he'll say 'Nah, nothing' He was going to help them out, but they fronted, fuck them He don't how they feel, they can hate him or love him He his own on his own, the kid is really thugging He's rich now, he ain't change, so think he's bugging He everything case niggas try and buck him Keep two on his hip, I show you where he tuck them Niggas say they gone get at him, but they touch him Try to catch them slipping, creeping, he start busting
[Verse 4 - Nate I can give you niggas something you can talk I can turn your upside down You ain't no G, you a clown I can take your girl I turn her out Don't it in, let it all out I can give you fuckers something to be mad Invite her in her back out With my DNA all in her