Lloyd Banks - No Surrender lyrics

[Hook: Mr. Probz] You know, you know I got to get it My heart is still cold, Beware the blizzard We born to get money so we live it New calls to my phone I'm like 'who is it?' Look around, stay down, the streets will grab you You came and you went, good not to have you You're gone, they moved on and don't remember Same songs, stay strong, ain't no surrender [Verse 1] Feels like I'm in a dream Check my Roley a few times a day Skies the limit, live it Go tell n***as I found a way D-borders will drown your pray, down you lay Then up your my name goes Except my trophy, same pose Mink always open, came close Who want to play? Them bloggers got your ego tree high You f**ed some b**hes, sold some records Now you think your me huh Sincerely me, I've given all of you I'm sketching out, hope my doubters see my memorial Over powering audio, storm showering all of you By my lonely is my audible, slaughter through you recorder Employer handle your order Wanted man every corner You came and went with the wind Since when did you get that aura Been getting money, can't no money change me They love me around the world Them boys ain't went nowhere but crazy Party spinning, spitting on the one you call your lady Every other day they on you You've been rolling lately [Hook: Mr. Probz] [Verse 2] You want to get to know me but these records done mess your views up Running from what you're used to, you came to a n***a bruised up Like you ain't know that I was sharp, must want a new cut Manage to keep a bandage so the plan is Leave your love where your man is Be above all the cameras, you're caught up in the high And going to be double damage, the partying leads to bullsh** Why you club with them hammers? Money can't buy you love, you ain't got it then minds you manners Honor is all that matters. how you do? how the fam is? You skipped the penitentiary, hallelujahs, and cannons Pardon the rumors, they ram us No opinion matters more than yours, believe in you They hunger is scary, this is for those that got to stick it through Through all the ups and downs you stuck around Until this day my cold flow f**s up the town Get green, deuce up the crowd I go to bed with my nina, boo'd up and proud Purple and green are my stream, shoot up with loud [Hook: Mr. Probz]