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C O T I - Lloyd Banks
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C O T I Lloyd Banks

C O T I - Lloyd Banks
[Intro]
(The spread of infection)
Uh

[Chorus]
The streets don't show love and gettin' to it don't make you a boss
There's no remorse, the turns of the inevitable course
Don't follow nobody else's, figure out which path is yours
'Cause lights go off, and I pray to God I never get lost
They always watchin', pretendin' they want you winnin', of course
They want the torch, the turns of the inevitable course
All I got is my word and principles that I never cross
Can't get knocked off, the turns of the inеvitable course (Yo, uh)

[Verse 1]
Rare that I spеak on y'all, rather I not be mentioned either
You runnin' the internet with your issues, you're an attention-seeker
Never laid shit down for me, covered expenses either
That's where Blue came in, showin' love's an expensive teacher
Money involved, people'll flip-flop on you, Gucci style
You shit all on me, keep that same energy when the truth comes out
You flawed yourself, who put you in a position where you can vouch?
Do losers count? I brung you 'round, time to pack up and move the house
Losin' the best friend's a feeling nobody else can help
Just look at me, all these years later, still out here by myself
Lured from the fakest material things disguised as wealth
Thinkin' I'm vulnerable, I'm not, weapon concealed behind the belt
And half this doubt out here since before you heard of me, love it
Minimize him behind doors, switchin' it up in public
You lookin' for light, got a little bit off my name and loved it
Grown-ass man dick ridin' for pictures, I'm disgusted (Uh)
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