Predator Lloyd Banks (Ft. Styles P)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
The sky is gray
Its like this everyday
The town is full of predators
Dont turn into the prey
I Flip a million out of nothing
Make them feel a certain way
Hoping that this swisher
Puts me in a purple haze
I got my eyes on the money
The only reason I'm gonna keep goin'
And I am back in the zone and its funny
Chronic bag the cologne
Another half and I'm gone
Hope the shit in my pome
Don't become me

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Horses like the derby, how I'm on my pace
Speakers booming, trunk knocking like a room of apes
I'm spinning donuts, give me too much space
Like the abducted, how I do my tapes
Get on the gate, I want it all like Deebo
Million dollar people
He gonn' cry when I get in the car
Vroom Vroom, see you at the top
I'm always clubbing
I don't see you alot
In rocks, golden onyx
Bumblebee with the watch
Son be talking reckless, cause son gon' be with the cops
I got the one and two slot, you'll be number three when I stop
I got the bitches in shock, They going full above it, pussy popping
B. Hopkins, Go bar for bar whatever hook he dropping
She jocking, she in the car with me, she take me shopping
She tricking, heir to the corner cuz the hood be watching
They boxed in, with no option above to rob the most
Balling like a motherfucker, living out my fathers hopes