Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd Banks
Lloyd Banks
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Lloyd
C. Lloyd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Haas Almxhdi
Haas Almxhdi
Producer
Chris Deroux
Chris Deroux
Recording Engineer
Patrick Viala
Patrick Viala
Mixing Engineer
Larrence Miller
Larrence Miller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hatemail by the boxes, I received thousands Pink champagne spilled over cream couches Leanin' is by the splatter, I'ma scheme houses They booked the gangsters versus the weirdos, gave your team blouses Haters can be around us, some sharp as TV announces Niggas wanna see me contest, prefer that you meet me out this What makes you think you fly? Hide these cheesy outfits Get you on no easy vouchеrs, this tool is between these couchеs I was frozy born, dog if I'm lyin', give up my Rollie arm Due paper with COTI form, new neighbors on nosey longs I'm lappin' all competition, y'all niggas owe me some Be sure to execute, when you shoot, don't and the moments gone Killin' shit in a cycle made me out a psycho Boom, Godzilla top villain, Mercedes title Nitro Prolific hit writer, your idol might know Talkin' slick and get your shit wired, a rival lightshow You ordinary, never settle for the average life Middle of the slums, money make your paradise Nothin' new, you see me with it now, I had it twice Onyx AMG, free stash, MAC device Chillin', I done found success, now you never stop the feelin' Used to see me down, now I'm up top billin' Slidin' through your town, prolly down, drop the ceilin' Hey, everybody cool, I'll be the villain Yo, Cartier loops and new deposits Dickhead, you play stupid games, win stupid prizes Growin' up we had the foulest examples, the supervisors The work I put in ground level improves horizons No need for views and highsight, I used the binoculars Like flies, sometimes you gotta step-back like Luca Dončić I was fallin' down, I might have set back, abuse of conscience Nosey bitches got my name in they mouth, I'm used to toncils Movin' different still, the only chesspiece on a checkerboard Legend saw it, I ain't humbled by nothin' except the Lord These times are rough, gotta have the aggression for it When niggas see a dead body and press record You leakin' shit, meet the lethal injection calls How you gon' stop the Blitz? Be it protection solved I'm eatin' good, always room for an extra course Suckers close, everywhere I'm at gotta be sectioned off, nigga You ordinary, never settle for the average life Middle of the slums, money make your paradise Nothin' new, you see me with it now, I had it twice Onyx AMG, free stash, MAC device Chillin', I done found success, now you never stop the feelin' Used to see me down, now I'm up top billin' Slidin' through your town, prolly down, drop the ceilin' Hey, everybody cool, I'll be the villain
Writer(s): Josue N. Ortiz Salazar, Richard L Johns, Hussayn Ar-jami Al-mahdi, Christopher Lloyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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