My Flight

Lloyd Banks

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    Middle fingers raising, here's to changing
    Real niggas on occasion drag your name through the dirt
    And send you arrangements
    I'm in awe cause they shit is store drugs
    And it's one hundred pills a cycle, maniac off four plugs
    What don't kill you going to make you strong
    No more taking back, no more slugs
    Nigga will watch you grow up from diapers
    This shit ain't all love
    Still ain't a limit on clubs
    Uglier days ahead, second coming of greatness
    Dead - this shit feel like the first time
    The flow that painted the basement red
    Got these bitches banging like they active
    Rules mingling backwards
    Silk sheets, marriage, hanging over the mattress
    I've been jumping borders, kicking this game
    Shoebox stacked to ceilings
    Bunch of quarters, pissing champagne
    Blu popped a half million
    Niggas talkin' shit with no name
    Choose not to pass the feeling
    Yeezy I should clash with y'all
    My freestyles make ya album small
    Switch up every fucking day
    New shit will be out tomorrow
    You should've new better
    Exclusive nigga out for all

    Living for the moment, don't get caught up in the light
    Fuck they hype, wrong or right cause there ain't no chance tonight
    Don't mind me, I'm on my flight
    Thirty thousand up with the gold still on my sight
    Niggas rather you buried, you know the type
    Got to hope no better
    Fuck all you niggas, it's M.O.B forever
    Ever have a hard time and you relate?
    Dollar signs calling my mind until I'm straight

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    The point of no return in rap and I'm close to that
    A box of ammo in a dark room
    Waiting, been holding back, woods burning
    Learning, I curve the best of them
    Right after the sex with them, they call
    Mail a message while I'm entering the section
    Next to me and no one, remove the iconic author
    Dial like cable before they drop quick, groupies for body armor
    Tour the world like rihanna, leather pea coat
    Trying to get into anything that's designer
    If it's the east coast momma
    I had a vision of precision, my decision is to be
    More than they wrote me out, the phonies out to humiliate thee
    Most underrated ever, hella shit free
    There ain't a hater breathing never diss me
    It won't matter, halt to November
    Get green style by window
    My ambulance for instrumental
    My darkest intro, could it all be so simple?
    Single me out at the party
    No confidence, two times defeat
    I'm like Ghandi, love all the hate
    I get to see you won't scar me

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