compare me I'm better off jus' left alone And I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep
it look cool to wear band aids I'm blowin' on damn haze All of a sudden I'm gased, 'cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait If you ain't up on thangs Lloyd
right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin barely gives you a buzz, me I get HIGH! [Lloyd Banks] I admit I got a problem, I keep comin
when she does go to sleep she might need a alarm 'cause i'm gone, she wanna be with a don But i'm stuck so i'ma keep it about me on a song Aint nothin
LLOYD BANKS [Chorus] I came in this world by myself (uh huh) So i don't need no friends (nope) I rather have it this way (yeah) It's ok, it's ok (it
you later I read your head, you be a Robin I know your type, hoppin' all over beat screamin' You call it hypin' yourself up, I call it street dreamin' I do it
it down I fuck her on hundreds I give her refunds and her body keeps cummin She know I put it down baby girl stop runnin So what you wanna do cause I'
baby (yeah, yeah) I'ma show 'em how I do it (yeah, yeah) G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT! I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns When I'm out
I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche Tell 'em
about we a family, Game had to go ***** I'll smack that ho like I'm Jackie-O 'cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands
It's still Aftermath, two feet in the pentition I be mad, I ain't, I'm supposed to stop I can't because I'm in the hood politican, Impala ?? And I keep
' beside me, hoes know to find me Wherever there's money, yeah I'm the shit honey (WOO!!!) Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money If I go broke I make
it I like it I like it I like it I like it I like it girl Lemme hear you say I need it I need it I need it I need it I need it I need it boy [Verse
make it feel like a nigga on fire Everybody got to go it's the truth so i figure while i'm waitin on my turn i'ma blow up the booth I seen niggas in
the bricks And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall more I tapdance on the shit I aint servin it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got what you need But it aint goin cheap I
money and my lawer fees i be alright I aint no pussy I aint no punk niggas know bout me And know my flows, know the clothes, and know the hoes I see I
jeeps, I got some mo' shit (You should be here) I stay wit some hoes, cause I use those twos [uh huh] I keep a Benz, I keep some rims, and I stay with