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Lloyd Banks

See Me Bright

 

See Me Bright


Illest nigga doing it I gotta be em
If I could see 'em
BM parked outside the colliseum
Colossal catalog
Carats'll give u cataracts
Critic, I don't land in the category of average rap
Or average topic, I pop it
Damage is catastrophic
Boy you could never touch me
You think I had a hostage
You thinking trophies
I break 'em
I'm thinkn cash boxes
When u win, time flies
Platinum fast watches
I just... Broke out the air wit my chest
I gotta get mine, ain't got no time
Ain't scared to go but not yet
I won't sweat
Leer jet take me everywhere in shorter time
Hustle so my daughter fine
Son that's happy all the time
Execute enormous grind
The industry's my toilet bowl
Water flow
Dump a load of shit off at ya office yo
The wheel of fortune slow
Imma spin that bitch off
Bet my mansion I'mma get mine
My nigga get yours

Cross me, ya getting high
Ya options are live or die
Close ya eyes, don't cry
I murder for my nigga I
Throw it in these niggas face
They don't wanna see me shine
I'mma make 'em see me bright
Fronting in that DB9
They gon' give me all that's mine
Anything come less is crime
Fuck everything but the dough
I'm stronger than my second time
They the type to go run
Shorty I'm the repping kind
Balling till its all done
Bet they gon' respect a don
I handle all these niggas 1 at a time

Failure can only break u if ya blind to it
I rise above the shit
Now watch me as I climb through it
My life's a struggle
And my minds music
My motto ain't no mystery
You topping mine, prove it
Hope I don't lose it
That'll mean mama raised a loser
And I'm a winner
Drugs for dinner
Haze abuser
And I'm the ruler
I'll make ya bottom girl a chooser
She used to think you were cool
Too bad I'm cooler. (Ughh)
Two coupes, couple guns
Gucci buckle hun
Blow ya breath on these dice
Pray to god my number come
Where my opponents
My flow is colder than the homeless
This microphone is
Only controlled with my aromas
I wish my foes comas
Buried upside down
Lets make 'em all donors
Hungries how the fuck I sound
You kissing butt, die now
That's what the pussies do
All my niggas angry
And it urks us just to look at u

Cross me, ya getting high
Ya options are live or die
Close ya eyes, don't cry
I murder for my nigga I
Throw it in these niggas face
They don't wanna see me shine
I'mma make 'em see me bright
Fronting in that DB9
They gon' give me all that's mine
Anything come less is crime
Fuck everything but the dough
I'm stronger than my second time
They the type to go run
Shorty I'm the repping kind
Balling till its all done
Bet they gon' respect a don
I handle all these niggas 1 at a time

Real don't recognize real cuz I done made mistakes
Put my trust in these niggas
Let these cowards in my place
Smoked and shared laughs
Ate big dinners off my plates
Just to diss me on a record
Now I'm shitting on they face (poop)
We're not at all alike
Banko from outer space duke
I even own a spaceship
Platinum wit' a grain coupe
Trap me, pull it, aim, shoot
That'll get me mad juice
Yayo got the whoppa
It spit longer than Papoose
G-Unit nigga
Jamaica baby
Jet to the jam
Jumpoff, jog to the dressing room to get jumped
From Sun to Moon [?]
There's no question I stunt
The click n boom my only only goon
Some be molesting the blunt
I'm hot as morning, afternoon, the week, the rest of the month
Boy don't come flexxing
In my section no protection u slump
I told my jeweller put baguettes in
Cause my checks 'bout to jump
Bear killing pump rest in the trunk
Take what u want nigga

Cross me, ya getting high
Ya options are live or die
Close ya eyes, dont cry
I murder for my nigga I
Throw it in these niggas face
They dont wanna see me shine
Imma make em see me bright
Frontin in that DB9
They gon give me all thats mine
Anything come less is crime
Fuck everything but tha dough
Im stronger than my second time
They tha type to go run
Shorty im tha wrecking kind
Balling till its all done
Bet they gon respect a don
I handle all these niggas 1 at a time

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