Life Lloyd Banks (Ft. Spider Loc)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
I ain't got nobody else to blame for livin' this way
We came up where the shit goes down
Its like we're under a black cloud every day
I realize life is full of the possibilities, heart breaks, mistakes
Slip up and get your shit scraped

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I ain't here to play around with ya, i'm all grown nigga
On a quest to get the cash and the stones bigger
I roll in pull the truck up at the store
And i'm Ben Franklin-ed up I could pick a couple more
Knowin' shit would've been worse if I didn't score
Like that old ass hooptee with the different color door
If your girls a groupie I done ripped her on the tour
She gave me all the coochie then I dished her off to boy
I hit the mall for Gucci
Ya'll don't want it with me I'm about as raw as sushi
And ya small as Snoopy
I whip the GT the Azzure is doofie
You niggas can't even afford to shoot me
When you think of me think of a G, not a pot of gold
I'll set the flame to ya, you'll stop, drop and roll
The bigger the chief the bigger the spare
It ain't lonely at the top all my niggas is here