Lyrics:
don't stop 'til we complete this
(And know that I love you) keep this fly
It's so much to life when you just stay black
Stay black, stay black, stay
main man Lloyd)
That's me, L-L-O-Y-D
My dad is bad but ya we still family
And they say that family keeps you safe from harm but to gain a dad I had
I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know who's name was henry, only to give you an idea of what an individualist he was he spelt it
It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never
Yeah, huh
What you want from me? She like “I don't know” (She like)
Floatin', I'm bumblebee (I'm floatin')
I see you below (I'm bumblebee)
Pick locking not Tik Tok’n we wrist watching
Don’t risk watching you get picked like I pick cotton
Ya’ bitch topping the drip clipped like it’s Bin
knew he perform and get me
Evicted and do me a porn
I hear this every day, "Banks
Don't treat me like the next bitch
And by the way
How many other girls
opens doors
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
I give in church
But you are asking me where it really goes
(Why why why) i could give more
(but you gay gay)
That tranny woulda popped out
Like, "Hey Cass', remember me?"
I don't know if y'all know this
But it's a lot of gay niggas in
You would know this
And somehow like me and my crew, you know
Like all these
Straight, black guys from Chicago that
No one knew why they
Were
and fill
You with love that's limitless, yeah
Yes, I'm everything that a Christian is
No matter what the condition is
It don't matter what your addiction is
[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'
don't understand my life, you know what I say, you know what I say, you know what I what I say
Hi, Hi
Why? Why? Why? Why? (Ando mal del coco)
Ahora,
the bottle
Pro-black I don't pick cotton out a aspirin bottle
Yeah I learned my lessons and heard y'all snitchin'
Witnessin' you rockin' with narcs
Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga with a Glock and a vest
Banks tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga
You already
Yea, this somethin special why'know, somethin' epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't
Wanna see you smile baby
Woo,
up (yeah)
Hold up, don't get your eyes swolled up
All black and blue on the bottom
I love the beef, nigga, smacking you ain't a problem (woo)
I got
going wear em out
You dont want a situation up
So please dont stare me down
Lil baby keep me safe than sorry
Why I keep her round
Pussy haven't played
love)
You know I want a piece of that pie
But first let me, let me, let me talk to her
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love
through
And I'll get Laura Mae to cook us some barbecue (you know, they good)'
The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fine (yes it was)
But that
We gonna weather the storm, at the spot full out Christian Dior
I swear that you don't want war, getting pesos I'm like, Hola, señor
Can't get enough
this hotel!
Ahhah, okay...
Who do you think we are anyway?
Well, I guess you told me...
Are you a christian?
Am i... yeah, I'm a christian, sure!
Smack booked me twice
Got you pussies tight
But look it's like I don't really
Give a fuck Jaz The Rapper
You know how Jaz The Rapper don't really
Fuck so
These dudes don't know me from Adam and Eve
That's why they can't mess up my flow
And when this beat drops, your heart stops
You feel it from your head
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