Too much thinkin’ On top of that, I’m gettin’ high and drinkin’ I’m floatin’ on cloud 9, watchin’ these ****** sinkin’ No blinkin’, you blink too much, you lose your turn Sleep is the cousin of death, you might as well pick your urn I been talkin’ my intentions, now it’s time to go and do it Take you were I come from, that influence on my music Ain’t no u-turns on this path, think before you choose it Hold this autograph, come get your cash and try to use it I came here unexpected, Ima leave a legend Brought up in this hell, how I’m breathin’ heaven I swear I fear I hear my ****** laughin while I’m ballin’ Woke up this mornin’ the **** and alcohol callin’ Livin’ that life of a mac, kickin’ them hoes out off ‘em Ask ‘em when they comin’ back, knowin’ that they done lost ‘em Hit them *****es from the back, I ain’t want all the talkin’ Don’t be blown at my jack, flat-line on that cat[Hook] Let’s get this money, then lets make it stack Then lets make history, ‘cause they can’t take that back Back to ballin’ and spendin’ Runnin’ up in these women, got a ***** out the movie Take a look how I’m livin’ And do you know what it took? I take you back down the road, before the riches and *****es And the platinum and gold I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don’t ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes[Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] Heat up in the winter, so I’m cooler come the summer We out here, gamblin’ the ruger money sucker PYT and all we up the cougar, Ima crush her And I always been a rebel, never been a cuffer You just talk it, you don’t does it So all those who suffer, you so humble out in public Computer make you tougher I got Rosé by the bottle, *****es by the car-load6 or 7 new ones, I’m switchin’ up the mob ***** I sleep in the Apollo, I’m always on stage I should take my show to broadway ‘cause that hallway like a grave Can’t no ***** get in my mind, so I know it’s physical I kick out the dimes, I think I’m invincible I climbed to the top, now I’m pissin’ off the pinnacle I pray to God that I get rich, gettin’ money spiritual Diamond in my physicals, that’s why Ima stand out You don’t got your hand in, you just got you hand out (son)[Hook] Let’s get this money, then lets make it stack Then lets make history, ‘cause they can’t take that back Back to ballin’ and spendin’ Runnin’ up in these women, got a ***** out the movie Take a look how I’m livin’ And do you know what it took? I take you back down the road, before the riches and *****es And the platinum and gold I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don’t ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes I bomb back on them hoes (x4)
Too much thinkin’ On top of that, I’m gettin’ high and drinkin’ I’m floatin’ on cloud 9, watchin’ these ****** sinkin’ No blinkin’, you blink too much, you lose your turn Sleep is the cousin of death, you might as well pick your urn I been talkin’ my intentions, now it’s time to go and do it Take you were I come from, that influence on my music Ain’t no u-turns on this path, think before you choose it Hold this autograph, come get your cash and try to use it I came here unexpected, Ima leave a legend Brought up in this hell, how I’m breathin’ heaven I swear I fear I hear my ****** laughin while I’m ballin’ Woke up this mornin’ the **** and alcohol callin’ Livin’ that life of a mac, kickin’ them hoes out off ‘em Ask ‘em when they comin’ back, knowin’ that they done lost ‘em Hit them *****es from the back, I ain’t want all the talkin’ Don’t be blown at my jack, flat-line on that cat[Hook] Let’s get this money, then lets make it stack Then lets make history, ‘cause they can’t take that back Back to ballin’ and spendin’ Runnin’ up in these women, got a ***** out the movie Take a look how I’m livin’ And do you know what it took? I take you back down the road, before the riches and *****es And the platinum and gold I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don’t ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes[Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] Heat up in the winter, so I’m cooler come the summer We out here, gamblin’ the ruger money sucker PYT and all we up the cougar, Ima crush her And I always been a rebel, never been a cuffer You just talk it, you don’t does it So all those who suffer, you so humble out in public Computer make you tougher I got Rosé by the bottle, *****es by the car-load6 or 7 new ones, I’m switchin’ up the mob ***** I sleep in the Apollo, I’m always on stage I should take my show to broadway ‘cause that hallway like a grave Can’t no ***** get in my mind, so I know it’s physical I kick out the dimes, I think I’m invincible I climbed to the top, now I’m pissin’ off the pinnacle I pray to God that I get rich, gettin’ money spiritual Diamond in my physicals, that’s why Ima stand out You don’t got your hand in, you just got you hand out (son)[Hook] Let’s get this money, then lets make it stack Then lets make history, ‘cause they can’t take that back Back to ballin’ and spendin’ Runnin’ up in these women, got a ***** out the movie Take a look how I’m livin’ And do you know what it took? I take you back down the road, before the riches and *****es And the platinum and gold I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don’t ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes I bomb back on them hoes (x4)
