Lyrics Gluttony - Ransom, Lloyd Banks

Gluttony

Praise God…\nWhy would you doubt the charge?\nI belong here in hell\nYour prayers are worthless here\nWhat is that sound, more demons?\nAlways been vicious, never hired shooters\nFire rugers, violent bruisers known to start riots and then incite the looters\nMake sly maneuvers when you slide in Ubers, high abusers\nLife is easy, when ya tops down and ya know ya dyin ruthless\nApply the blueprint if you still in streets\nI know, it’s hard to get io for work when you sleep in silky sheets\nIt’s 'bout time, thre’s always an opinion when niggas doubt mine\nI shoot prfect from 3, and they’ll say you miss from the foul line\nI get sick with these foul lines\nThe shotty erase thoughts and blow out minds\nYa body get traced in chalk when it’s outlined, huh\nWhether you hate or love us, pray the judges take our brothers\nFools’ll learn from mistakes, a genius learn from mistakes of others\nDevastation, every phrase I utter shakes the gutter\nSaid to Satan, «wait for supper, whoever don’t get a plate will suffer»\nHateful suckers, I am too cerebral for you foolish people\nToo deceitful, a money tree can only leave roots of evil