Grand Scheme Cormega (Ft. Lloyd Banks)
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[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Queens get the money!
Uh!
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Fuck your intention and your clout announcements
Who vouches? Designer couches in our momma' houses
For timing out, I need a thousand ounces
Few pounds of lobsters on Italian counters, no clowns around us
Toxic get exit out my life, Bottega Venetta for practice
Plan it on principles, connected with Mega for classics
Follow tradition, mobster reenactments
You spend your hours being backwards
I'm scheming, rapping, appeasing traffic
Blessing this year, the same pedigree as your enemy
Honorable at the registry, bury mе with integrity
Grimey come whеn you on the void, shredded v to a memory
Opioids you smoking boy? Hennessy and tendancy
Chronicles from a misunderstood place you could never learn
Drama spiking the temperature, foot race from the ghetto birds
Niggas dropping the sequence, all due to their block allegiance
You don't hear me much, the loudest nigga in the room's the weakest
[Chorus: Cormega]
In the grand scheme of things, what is success?
Quality of life means nothing to death
Real talk, I often reflect
Deep clarity, you can't buy love or respect
Queens get the money!
Uh!
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Fuck your intention and your clout announcements
Who vouches? Designer couches in our momma' houses
For timing out, I need a thousand ounces
Few pounds of lobsters on Italian counters, no clowns around us
Toxic get exit out my life, Bottega Venetta for practice
Plan it on principles, connected with Mega for classics
Follow tradition, mobster reenactments
You spend your hours being backwards
I'm scheming, rapping, appeasing traffic
Blessing this year, the same pedigree as your enemy
Honorable at the registry, bury mе with integrity
Grimey come whеn you on the void, shredded v to a memory
Opioids you smoking boy? Hennessy and tendancy
Chronicles from a misunderstood place you could never learn
Drama spiking the temperature, foot race from the ghetto birds
Niggas dropping the sequence, all due to their block allegiance
You don't hear me much, the loudest nigga in the room's the weakest
[Chorus: Cormega]
In the grand scheme of things, what is success?
Quality of life means nothing to death
Real talk, I often reflect
Deep clarity, you can't buy love or respect
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