Banks was born in New Carrollton, Maryland and raised in Queens, New York. His mother named Rosa LLoyd of Puerto Rican descent and has a Haitian-American father. His father spent most of Lloyd's childhood in prison, leaving his mother to raise him and his two siblings. Lloyd attended August Martin High School but dropped out at age 16. For his stage name, he took his great, great-grandfather's name Banks, which was passed on by his uncles who also shared it.
G-Unit was founded when childhood friends Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent, and Tony Yayo decided to make a group with each other. They met Young Buck when UTP group came to New York and 50 Cent heard Young Buck rapping. After 50 Cent signed his contract with Aftermath Entertainment they took Young Buck in the group and signed him. Tony Yayo, being an older and more experienced rapper, joined 50 Cent on the Nas Promo Tour, the Cash Money Tour and the Ruff Ryders Tour. As Banks remained at home waiting for 50 and Yayo to return, he started rappin around the neighborhood to further increase his buzz on the streets. He then hooked up with neighborhood producers and made tracks for local mixtapes. Lloyd Banks has a renowned reputation on the mixtape scene. While Banks was making Mixtapes,50 Cent was soon granted his own record label by Dr. Dre and released the album Get Rich or Die Tryin'; Lloyd Banks was featured on the song "Don't Push Me", and the remixed version of "P.I.M.P". Soon after the group had established their own record label, G-Unit Records, G-Unit released their first official group album Beg for Mercy in November 2003, which went on to be certified double platinum.
During August 2005, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, and their entourage were traveling in a van, when the vehicle was pulled over after passing through a red light in midtown Manhattan. Officers said they discovered a loaded handgun and another weapon in the van. Prosecutors asked a judge to dismiss the charges after an investigation determined that neither Lloyd Banks nor Young Buck was in possession of the weapons. Felony gun charges against Lloyd Banks and Young Buck were dropped on November 8, 2006.
In the early morning hours of January 9, 2010, in a Kitchener, Ontario hotel, an alleged altercation took place between Banks and a concert promoter over performance fees. Banks, and three of his associates, were later charged with forcible confinement, aggravated assault and robbery, and released on $50,000 bail.
In late January 2010, it was announced that Banks would release a new song, "Beamer, Benz, or Bentley" featuring Juelz Santana, from his upcoming third studio album. "Beamer, Benz, or Bentley" charted at #49 on the Billboard Hot 100. Lloyd Banks release info via his twitter announcing that the title for his third album has tentatively been called The Hunger for More 2' and will attempt to take him back to his best work. However, the G-Unit label later stated that the title is not set in concrete and still may be altered. The title of the album was confirmed by 50 Cent as H.F.M. 2 (The Hunger for More 2) in a interview with MTV News. According to Banks, Interscope is trying to get him back due to the success of the single "Beamer, Benz, or Bentley".
Finally
Lloyd Banks Lyrics
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Made me tough as rubber they tryin me so let's resolve the situation
Violently finally some real niggas that move around silently honestly
These niggas could'ntsee me through a mad glass they mad ass I'll
Sum em up in a paragraph from a fire cracker to a shot gun barrell
Blast I can't do nothing but laugh at your coward ass bring your crew
I'll knock em down to half off one by one I'll golf the rest I got it on
Alcatraz on my off days I'm poppin tags cars full of shopping bags
Got similar ways had the original rolling round in his grave if he living
He upset in his cage all day streets is on work ain't one second to play
Hey, the difference between me and them is you only see me in rimmers
And they still pay rent I only trust my gut feelings so the steel he kept
The side say glock they wheels they bent I got that real paint sent I'd
Probly be in jail it's up to them I'm drivin morally therfore I feel like fuck a
Friend family ties last longer I'm stronger as long as they growing marajuana
I'm straight it keeps me calm for the hate my flow get a phenominal rate jealous
Niggas can't stomach it my timing is great remind you of cake money in the bank
Nigga bet on this I'm what they ain't your favorite rappers my biggest fan puttin
That trash out and I'm a clean it all up spick and spam you can't punch for punch
You need a bigger hand nigga damn you jacking the way a nigga stand kill yourself
Here pull the trigger Blam! you ain't a guy just the middle man big dreams little hand
You ain't even rhyme rat and I'm a coach I put hands on ya bob knight you fucking
Roach I'm tucking toast I got my mind right so don't get close you'll overdose upon
This hard white we terminating on sight 560 all white automatic 4 pipes
Reefer addict quarter cube we gone smoke it all tonight
[Lloyd Banks: Talking]
In case you ain't know
This the plk flow
In that new S3 ain't nobody
Fucking with me
In the lyrics of Lloyd Banks's song Finally, the rapper shares his perspective on his upbringing and how his environment and society at large have affected him. He states that his environment has toughened him up like rubber and that there are people who are trying him, but he remains resolved to handle situations violently. He coins himself as a real "nigga" who moves around silently, and no one can see him through a mad glass. Lloyd Banks also mentions his spending habits, which resemble those of his father. He asserts that he only trusts his gut feelings and has put himself in a position to wield a gun in his hip, as the side says, "Glock."
Furthermore, he reveals that he is driving without fear of the law but is morally conscious of his actions. He highlights that he is stronger than his so-called friends and that family ties last longer. Lloyd then juxtaposes himself from his counterparts, claiming that he only appears in "rimmers," while they pay rent. He determines that his timing is great, reminding listeners of the rate at which he makes money, which he compares to the scent of a cake. He also highlights his net worth and his ability to clean up hip hop by crushing his competition.
In summary, Lloyd Banks' Finally is a braggadocious rap song in which he raps about his life's luxurious aspects, his past, and his wealth. He highlights that violence is the solution to any challenge, and money is his motivation. The song brims with confidence that will make you want to uplift any area of your life that makes you feel inferior to others.
Line by Line Meaning
Never have you ever seen another blame my enviroment society
I grew up in a tough neighborhood and had to become strong to survive. Don't judge me based on my environment.
Made me tough as rubber they tryin me so let's resolve the situation
I've been through adversity and come out stronger. Let's not fight, let's find a resolution instead.
Violently finally some real niggas that move around silently honestly
I don't trust a lot of people, but I respect those who handle their business quietly and honestly - even if it involves violence.
These niggas could'ntsee me through a mad glass they mad ass I'll
My enemies are blind to my talent and success, so they're just angry and mad all the time.
Sum em up in a paragraph from a fire cracker to a shot gun barrell
My enemies are nothing but a bunch of loud, explosive punks who can't back up their talk.
Blast I can't do nothing but laugh at your coward ass bring your crew
I'm not afraid to fight, and I'll take on your whole crew without flinching.
I'll knock em down to half off one by one I'll golf the rest I got it on
I'll take care of your crew one by one, and the survivors will be too scared to mess with me again.
Alcatraz on my off days I'm poppin tags cars full of shopping bags
When I'm not working, I like to shop and enjoy the riches I've earned.
Same spending habit my poppa had don't take a name if you ain't
I learned my spending habits from my father and won't let anyone criticize me for it.
Got similar ways had the original rolling round in his grave if he living
If my father were still alive, he'd see that I'm carrying on his legacy and making him proud.
He upset in his cage all day streets is on work ain't one second to play
My father would be frustrated seeing how dangerous the streets still are and how there's no time for leisure.
Hey, the difference between me and them is you only see me in rimmers
I'm VIP and only roll in expensive cars. You won't catch me in anything less.
And they still pay rent I only trust my gut feelings so the steel he kept
Those haters can only dream of owning their own, while I trust my intuition and always have a gun for protection.
The side say glock they wheels they bent I got that real paint sent I'd
My guns are for real and get the job done, while those haters are just driving around in cheap cars with paint problems.
Probly be in jail it's up to them I'm drivin morally therfore I feel like fuck a
I could easily be in prison, but I choose to live with morals and values instead. I don't care what my haters think.
Friend family ties last longer I'm stronger as long as they growing marajuana
I value my friendships and family connections because they last a lifetime, but I'm also profiting from the marijuana business.
I'm straight it keeps me calm for the hate my flow get a phenominal rate jealous
Marijuana keeps me calm amid all the hate I receive, and my rap flow is so good that others envy me for it.
Niggas can't stomach it my timing is great remind you of cake money in the bank
My critics can't handle how good I am, like a rich and delicious cake, and I have plenty of money from my success.
Nigga bet on this I'm what they ain't your favorite rappers my biggest fan puttin
I'm a sure bet for success and superior to other rappers out there. I'm even my own biggest supporter.
That trash out and I'm a clean it all up spick and spam you can't punch for punch
I'm better than these other rappers who are putting out garbage music. They can't compete with me punch for punch.
You need a bigger hand nigga damn you jacking the way a nigga stand kill yourself
You're not talented enough to compete with me, and even your stance on stage is weak. You should give up already.
Here pull the trigger Blam! you ain't a guy just the middle man big dreams little hand
You talk big but can't deliver. You're not a man, just a middleman with big dreams and little talent.
You ain't even rhyme rat and I'm a coach I put hands on ya bob knight you fucking
You can't even rhyme properly, while I can teach you how to rap. I'll even rough you up like Bob Knight if I have to.
Roach I'm tucking toast I got my mind right so don't get close you'll overdose upon
I'm carrying a gun and ready to use it, so don't try to approach me. You'll regret it.
This hard white we terminating on sight 560 all white automatic 4 pipes
I'm involved in selling cocaine, and those who cross me will be taken care of swiftly. I have a powerful 560 horsepower car with four exhaust pipes to show for it.
Reefer addict quarter cube we gone smoke it all tonight
I love smoking weed and am planning to finish off a quarter of marijuana tonight.
In case you ain't know
I'm about to tell you who I am and what I'm capable of.
This the plk flow
This is my style of rapping, known as 'PLK flow'.
In that new S3 ain't nobody
I have a brand new Audi S3 and no one else can touch me in it.
Fucking with me
You're not going to have a good time if you try to compete with me or mess with me.
Contributed by Jake P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Canilive !!
This was my background music in high school! 🔥
Sellyboy 727
Game was the most G, banks was always thee illest out the unit no 🧢
Michelle Torez
His best mixtape!! FIRE!!
andrew scala
how does this not have a million views?
David Garcia Jr
Cause the real ones had the cd
pvrplemxb
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥classic
Santos Morales
You can't go punch for punch.. you need a bigger ✋
Ama Diallo
Classic
Robert Beard
This boy aint bullshittin!!!
Westbound Promo
ILL SUM EM UP IN A PARAGRAPH