Predator

[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

[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 2: Styles P]

All the folks used to think I was a piece of shit

Used to be crack money, then I got my sneakers

With my eyes on the prize, don't you even try to peek at it

I ain't just holding this gun, nigga I sleep with it

Northside, Eastside, Westside, Southside

Gangsta niggas will vouch on how I put it down, Outside

Now its room service for dinner

And I ain't in the telly, I'm at home, I'm a winner

You ain't Bruce Lee, and I ain't the dragon that will end up in your home

In an Audi wagon holding on the chrome

My niggas lift weight like its barbells

All I know is entrepreneurs, models, and cartels

Athletes, Actors, My niggas that will break your back in half

And leave you a card for a chiropractor

Me and Banks got our eyes on the banks

You fucking with the sharks, cmon and dive in the tank

Waddup

[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 3: Lloyd Banks]

I'm the best thing God made after he made beats

I don't sleep, I'm going over my Hall of Fame speech

First off, I wanna thanks my fans, and thank my haters

And thanks their girls for wanting to give the gangstas favors

A baby born soft, we beat the candy out him

Lil man land on his pops, now that's a family problem

The summers gone, I still be kicking where it's sunny

Let my tombstone read: Gone, getting to the money

Let the bird get the crumb, Don't trick a panty or then diss him

Henessy to the ground, hope my enemies don't get none

Shooter in all black, but he speaking with the mac

You run up on me sideways, you'll be planking on your back

Benzes from the benches, Benjy Franklins all for rap

Cold grimmy bitches, which junks the cause of clap

Out the country, thousand pictures, then took them New York and back

Lashing out the competition, the shook them right off the map

[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