Letras Safe to Say - Lloyd Banks

Safe to Say

Safe to say I don’t know you but now I’ma never know you\nFuck your help it’s just another obstacle I’m stepping over\nEvery time I turn around it’s something I ain’t ever sober\nAin’t no coming back and take it there once you bet it’s over\nYou don’t got me in your best interest it’s screaming out your eyes\nPrincess cut deuces leaning out the ride\nLook at your soundtrack whole material I supplied\nJeopardize my kids meal send them all on a doctor ride\nYou represent the minority, let’s monopolize\nMourning a million teardrops dealt with too many chopper rides\nEverybody for self, nobody chopping pies\nKuniva niggas lay down in a box of lies\nIgnorant and fucked up, why would you want the old banks\nThat nigga there’s a closed case, 20 years of my cold tapes\nBubbly cheers and gold plates, brought the ugly steers and nose breaks\nRoom full of snakes finally no space\nFake nigga with a fake page im on a ghost chase\nGod bless the child who hold his own and keep his folk straight\nGrimey in a cold state, that it’s gotta be\nDominating finally, imma make you proud of me\nSafe to say I don’t know you but now I’ma never know you\nFuck your help it’s just another obstacle I’m stepping over\nEvery time I turn around it’s something I ain’t ever sober\nAin’t no coming back and take it there once you bet it’s over\nYou all the way gone, incapable of change, why try?\nToo busy, stuck in the matrix you die without WiFi\nJust mind your business, witness turn a blind eye\nShit, who ain’t packing kiss your burner bye bye\nYour bridge is burning, not mine\nI lost my partner to crime, wish I can go get you\nKick it with you one last time, snap a dope picture\nShit don’t make no sense, hoping I crack the code quicker\nMy face a jewel don’t let the platinum and gold trick you\nThe only role models on our side is the foul kind\nThey teach you all about crime, lucky if he get out fine\nMost of my friends were outlined, or outlaws\nWhy would we care about yours, a bundles of joy, rip up your house floors,\nthe victim line’ll vouch for us\nWe on the strip with rocks and Glocks tours\nRun from the force, know what they got for us\nWe all with it, hope your fitted dont get knocked off\nMoment of silence for the wallace you feel block pause\nSafe to say I don’t know you but now I’ma never know you\nFuck your help it’s just another obstacle I’m stepping over\nEvery time I turn around it’s something I ain’t ever sober\nAin’t no coming back and take it there once you bet it’s over