Reap What You SowLloyd Banks

[Verse 1]
Uh, king climb from adolescence
Meantime back to finessing, guess you're guessing
And PMS'in' in the wrong direction
The BM stretchin' for so long, perfecting
Tweaking my engine, dreaming my crown on, peaking the legend
Heaven’s cadences I’m famous for
God sends halos, I'm hanging more rookies will die for nothing
Only remember kin names in war
Social beefing is weak, so don't anticipate a post or a tweet
I don't even like to speak
Ain't no competition breathing hard luck
I handicap your squad up
I'm panty stacking broads up, your favorite rapper bar struck
Writers collision, cooked in a psychos kitchen
Juxs, now the titles missing, hooked, the recitals listen
If I told you I was tired, would you judge me?
Would you criticize my counter disappearances you're lucky
I don't flip and target anyone they consider above me
Start picking them off one by one, that would be lovely, and ugly

[Chorus]
They say you gon' reap what you sow
There ain't no love here in this place that I call home
No one to lean on, I been out here on my own
Don't need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone
You're well protected, ain't no better way to roam
Hand on my heater 'cause you never really know
Separate yourself, they ain't gon' let you grow
I wanna' win, don't think the hood gon' let me go, oh

[Verse 2]
Yeah, peace be placed to purity, more chances for the wicked
Made my darker days be full moons, where all the goons can kick it, uh
My life's explicit, killer style, few shrooms and mix it
Perfect elixir addict with two tools, terrific
I own a ticket, pen my verse twitching
You timeline scrolling and I'm soul searching, me and my coal coaching
Blue don't fuck with them niggas', great 'em in third person
Freedom and no purping 3D and gold version
Knee deep in flows curtain, shade out the snoopers
Sniper range from what the truth is
Kongo with strong caduceus
Pile up the losers, no time for choosing
When I get stupid, bowels are moving
A hundred miles and cruising nigga
I'm more than real, don't bring the king hypothetical things
I push the button, metal rings like a vending machine
Grew to be limitless, few know what the business is
Beat odds with my regiment, hesitance won't get you this

[Chorus]
They say you gon' reap what you sow
There ain't no love here in this place that I call home
No one to lean on, I been out here on my own
Don't need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone
You're well protected, ain't no better way to roam
Hand on my heater 'cause you never really know
Separate yourself, they ain't gon' let you grow
I wanna' win, don't think the hood gon' let me go, oh

[Verse 3]
Uh, sweeter life from here on out, subtracted bitter faces
Minor disappointments stem from lack of expectations
Mediocre flows, sick tracks, infected basements
Bullets dropping knowledge, power casings and down faces
This is what I get for living
My mental splitting, back and forthing with my other side still, two tempers clicking
Top fiver of all the forefathers, who mentions different
Jotting punches down on blank blue bills, new pens for tripping, uh
I'm downing Henny sets, two clip Glock for semi threats
Time for many cheques, too hip-hop for skinny sweats
Feel my memory stretch, do flip flops and deadly sex
Resemble MCs out the old days, W Chevy Lex
An active rider fogging up the plaza as I
Float off the ramp and throw, dab like Desiigner
Platinum 'juana, psychopath and smoke
Cash out the commas, my persona's like the Ave. would hope
Fast ride provider

[Chorus]
They say you gon' reap what you sow
There ain't no love here in this place that I call home
No one to lean on, I been out here on my own
Don't need no haters 'round me fuckin' up my zone
You're well protected, ain't no better way to roam
Hand on my heater 'cause you never really know
Separate yourself, they ain't gon' let you grow
I wanna' win, don't think the hood gon' let me go, oh