Lloyd Banks - Trouble On My Mind Freestyle lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - Trouble On My Mind Freestyle lyrics

Screws all in the Bentley, get the doctor Ain't no guarantee, don't trust her, got a pistol for a partner The way I pop sh** hits the competition like a choppa Tell a b**h quick, don't listen to me, listen to your sponsor Mr. Poppa in the car, the parking lot ain't far Take her down to Hollywood, drop right on the star Heart breaker motherf**er, every night is a scar You n***as so far behind I can minus a bar At the bomb of the market you a target Self inflicted pain til I find someone to spar with My style dip in caine thats why I come off as a martian Got a shoe? red carpeted the apartment My picture's next to cool, im running of an AC 48 hour maximum, she gone on day 3 Making more on an accident, im back in KC Ain't a motherf**er matching, watch me stack in HD

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