[Intro: DJ Drama]
And like that... we gone!
Failure's no option
[Chorus: Mr. Probz & (DJ Drama)]
You know, you know I got to get it
And my heart's still cold, beware the blizzard
We born to get money so we living
New calls to my phone, I'm like "who is it?"
Look 'round, stay down, the streets'll grab you
You came and you went, good not to have you
You're gone and moved on, don't remember (Banks!)
Same song, stay strong (Dram!), ain't no surrender
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, feels like I'm in a dream
Check my Rollie few times a day
Sky's the limit, live it
Go tell niggas I found a way
Deep waters'll drown the prey, down you lay
Then up my name goes
Accept my trophy, same pose
Bank always open, can't close
Who wanna play?
Them bloggers got your ego tree high
You fucked some bitches, sold some records
Now you think you're me, huh
Sincerely be, I've given all of you
I'm sketching now, hope my doubters see my memorial
Over powering audio, storm showering all of you
By my lonely's my audible, slaughter through you recorder
Employer handle your order
Wanted man every quarter
You came and went with the wind
Since when did you get that aura (They know, ah!)
Been getting money, can't no money change me
They love me 'round the world
Them boys ain't went nowhere but crazy
Party spinning, spitting on the one you call your lady
Every other day they on you
You've been rolling lately, uh
And like that... we gone!
Failure's no option
[Chorus: Mr. Probz & (DJ Drama)]
You know, you know I got to get it
And my heart's still cold, beware the blizzard
We born to get money so we living
New calls to my phone, I'm like "who is it?"
Look 'round, stay down, the streets'll grab you
You came and you went, good not to have you
You're gone and moved on, don't remember (Banks!)
Same song, stay strong (Dram!), ain't no surrender
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, feels like I'm in a dream
Check my Rollie few times a day
Sky's the limit, live it
Go tell niggas I found a way
Deep waters'll drown the prey, down you lay
Then up my name goes
Accept my trophy, same pose
Bank always open, can't close
Who wanna play?
Them bloggers got your ego tree high
You fucked some bitches, sold some records
Now you think you're me, huh
Sincerely be, I've given all of you
I'm sketching now, hope my doubters see my memorial
Over powering audio, storm showering all of you
By my lonely's my audible, slaughter through you recorder
Employer handle your order
Wanted man every quarter
You came and went with the wind
Since when did you get that aura (They know, ah!)
Been getting money, can't no money change me
They love me 'round the world
Them boys ain't went nowhere but crazy
Party spinning, spitting on the one you call your lady
Every other day they on you
You've been rolling lately, uh
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