Nowadays - Lloyd Banks

I don’t know what the fuck going on

Uh! Halloween Havoc

Two

Uh, I let the hood take the most of me

Can’t wait to make it out though this is destiny

Feel like something’s protecting me

Still one of the best to be added onto the recipe

I’m humble, don’t scheme, we ain’t the ones to blow steam pressure for legacies

The bottom line is, always picture me in the rafters

Dodging the evil traps hoping the grip don’t snatch us

Uh! Cities I’ve come to manage, need my name carved everywhere

Coolest engine on the planet

Makin' it rain underhanded

Here’s the darker side

Put here to get larger as my heart divides

Crack the concrete parks cries, spark your rides

Park your eyes, your stories all been lies

Foreign rides, grip on my side

Don’t like how they judge it then pour in lies

I am arguably the flow that fathered three

In charge of thee legion that MC hard has caught to be

Legends don’t fall asleep

Born with a brick on me, haunted by history

Promised efficiency, my clique should be

Lift up all this heat, burns to the sixth degree

Yeah! Ain’t nothing left to do but win

Back against the wall already make it you’d be cool again

The paper’s were the rulers been

Shout out to the hood and all the real niggas tunin' in

Nowadays you won’t know who’s your friend

Separate me from what used to be, I got nothing to do with it

But got somethin' to prove again

Me against the globe sour blunt roll

Uh! Visions of me hangin', ridiculous imagination

Don’t hold your breath, these money steps make me 6−8

When I awake there’s record breakin'

Talk is hurt, land slide and then peasant shakin'

Feathers wavin' on my top ten picks

I pull the greatest out the pot

Blend six, system reloaded

Your behaviour says a lot, been flipped just to be noticed

Son delivers like the first time

Shout out the side that raised me winnin' cigars

That compliments stars, butt out the maybes

Panic raising normally, two wrongs would be just fitting

Mangle them majority, new swords with me just chillin'

In the next few years you hearin' classics out ya buildin'

All for the love of dope, liqueur, chronic

And when I hit the stu I fall in love again

Envision me strikin' it, doublin', writing them troublesome

Shot off right out the struggle son, know where I’m coming from

Green motive out the gate

Allstar day hammer at the game like Golden State

Yeah! Ain’t nothing left to do but win

Back against the wall already make it you’d be cool again

The paper’s were the rulers been

Shout out to the hood and all the real niggas tunin' in

Nowadays you won’t know who’s your friend

Separate me from what used to be, I got nothing to do with it

But got somethin' to prove again

Me against the globe sour blunt roll