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Trapped - Lloyd Banks
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Trapped Lloyd Banks

Trapped - Lloyd Banks
[Verse 1:]
Uh, suited up for war already, never been an ordinary
Everything I heard was like, handing off the cold to heavy
Niggas had the nerve to bite, let it meet the curb, I'm ready Bariola opposition, waving off confetti
Nigga, I don’t got a hatin' gene, more comfortable knowing
You envy me, grateful to spot the inconsistencies in you
You let me see legends don't come and go regardless of errors I’m MVP, raised in a neighborhood and family leadin' with an empty tree
Money's the sweetest sound flippin' through bills is [my mini ??] now Over the years I would've thought you'd get better
You let me down since a teenager, been out of exotics Impress me how
I done had everything, though none of it mattered
Unless we smile, clean up your act, my nigga Stay the fuck out of the messy crowd
Lucky my OG got to see me before passin', I bet she's proud
Time to get back to where it was on my own
God bless the child Strangers knockin’ still, but nobody’s home, the rest is fact


[Hook:]
Yo, nowhere to run, no man above the pack
The disappointment's in the air, you love the hood, but it don’t love you back
Somehow you end up where the trouble's at
Some doors are open for a reason, dog, another day, another trap
No matter where you come from, gon' adapt to where you at
My dog left on a one -way trip and never comin' back
If I ever gave you somethin’, keep it now, how real is that?
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