Lloyd Banks - Open Arms (V6: The Gift Mixtape) (2012)

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Lloyd Banks - Open Arms (V6: The Gift Mixtape) lyrics


Lil homie you ain't gotta be nobody, be yourself,
Cause you don't need nothin, don't mean nobody need your help, my nigga lost his mind real young, know how he felt, we in a big pot, you need to make it out or melt, you can have that, you want that, get on out an get it, once you grab that, give some back, an then come back in spirit, you a thinker, you thinkin you can be on top?
I think you on the right path, can't wait to see you pop;
Congratulations to the kid that did it up big, reparations for my niggas comin off bids, educations only deep as you can dig it; knowledge is the life, dark secret every visit; I left the world for the zone, me and my microphone, blood, drugs, lickin chrome, my nigga life goes on,
When that music pours, drama ignites the storm, runnin for a ride'll getcha license torn...

Out here we got it hard, so hard, the street got her arms open up to me, they wanna see me fall down, way down, when I get back up they'll fuck wit me, I know you see me, you wish you was me, life's a bitch an your chick is ugly, eyes to wrist, niggas lookin funny, you want it, well I want it more, no rules here, I'll fear nothin more

Just a number in the lotto, goin down in sequence, niggas dyin to get bills but they killin over sneakers, dreamin of a million, heart speakin through the speakers, don't blame the terrible, blame the terror of the teachers, an I'm my brothers keeper in the era of the leecher, find a lady that you love, with a head you better keep her, keep your mind on your mission, I wish you well but don't get blinded while wishing dawg, fish like your fishin rod, broad comin home, wrong comin home, that "fight before dishonor" on my arm til I'm gone, everyday is Rozay, Chardon like the norm, green any four k, growin chron out the bong, I been at it too long, an ain't no one Liber, I'm still fly and I rap like a drunk driver, mad hoes, the one that brooms hotter, married to the game, you leave you don't get one dollar

Out here we got it hard, so hard, the street got her arms open up to me, they wanna see me fall down, way down, when I get back up they'll fuck wit me, I know you see me, you wish you was me, life's a bitch an your chick is ugly, eyes to wrist, niggas lookin funny, you want it, well I want it more, no rules here, I'll fear nothin more


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