Lloyd Banks - C O T I lyrics

[Intro] (The spread of infection) Uh [Chorus] The streets don't show love and gettin' to it don't make you a boss There's no remorse, the turns of the inevitable course Don't follow nobody else's, figure out which path is yours 'Cause lights go off, and I pray to God I never get lost They always watchin', pretendin' they want you winnin', of course They want the torch, the turns of the inevitable course All I got is my word and principles that I never cross Can't get knocked off, the turns of the inеvitable course (Yo, uh) [Verse 1] Rare that I spеak on y'all, rather I not be mentioned either You runnin' the internet with your issues, you're an attention-seeker Never laid sh*t down for me, covered expenses either That's where Blue came in, showin' love's an expensive teacher Money involved, people'll flip-flop on you, Gucci style You sh*t all on me, keep that same energy when the truth comes out You flawed yourself, who put you in a position where you can vouch? Do losers count? I brung you 'round, time to pack up and move the house Losin' the best friend's a feeling nobody else can help Just look at me, all these years later, still out here by myself Lured from the fakest material things disguised as wealth Thinkin' I'm vulnerable, I'm not, weapon concealed behind the belt And half this doubt out here since before you heard of me, love it Minimize him behind doors, switchin' it up in public You lookin' for light, got a little bit off my name and loved it Grown-ass man dick ridin' for pictures, I'm disgusted (Uh) [Chorus] The streets don't show love and gettin' to it don't make you a boss There's no remorse, the turns of the inevitable course Don't follow nobody else's, figure out which path is yours 'Cause lights go off, and I pray to God I never get lost They always watchin', pretendin' they want you winnin', of course They want the torch, the turns of the inevitable course All I got is my word and principles that I never cross Can't get knocked off, the turns of the inevitable course (Uh) [Verse 2] Take a walk through my catalog that nobody helped me design Just when you thought you finally clipped my wings, you were helpin' me fly Maybe my dark aura's reversed, maybe I fell from the sky Can't let no play-both-siders blot out my vision, eye-for-an-eye They want the truth intact, force me to shoot it back, left me a b**bytrap How cruel is that? Got me out in the corners where it get spooky at Believe nothin' what you hear, fu*kin' dummy for just assumin' that Half of what you may see, common sense is rare and you losin' that AR1 with the doofy strap, this'll supply the fiends New, improved version of super crack, cruisin' back in the Beem' I was destined to have a king since the pharaoh get moved to Queens Crabs tryna stop each other, hard to be happy if one of us leaves These su*kers don't get to slap five, point, I've severed my rap ties Death's a permanent black eye, rest in peace Wise and Fat Shy Pockets fat as your last lie, allegedly I'm the bad guy Probably don't like me anyway, lucky to see me pass by (Uh) [Chorus] The streets don't show love and gettin' to it don't make you a boss There's no remorse, the turns of the inevitable course Don't follow nobody else's, figure out which path is yours 'Cause lights go off, and I pray to God I never get lost They always watchin', pretendin' they want you winnin', of course They want the torch, the turns of the inevitable course All I got is my word and principles that I never cross Can't get knocked off, the turns of the inevitable course