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Troy Ave

Genres: Hip-Hop

Do It Lyrics - Troy Ave

Now I ain't got a worry in the world 

I went from dealing bricks to doing rap 

But now and again you know I'm gon be rich 

I see the haters on point yea 

They laugh at you in tears 

I'm the biggest thing out my city in the past 10 years 

They don't so shit, their shit is fake 

Them guys who trust 

We ain't the same and mother never love us 

Drake do R&B that's how he makes his chips 

I did R&B too but mines was wrapping bricks 

Don't knock the hustle we open, come in go shop 

Then you can buy anything except your way to the top 

I look and sound like New York, all my beats do not 

These other rapper lookin shit, just tryna see Young Chop 

I'm thievin, the new school leader 

You ain't got no class, I don't fuck wit you neither 

So don't tell me that you rather yell, do you like what I bring 

I heard that song when you was tryna be like 2 Chainz 

You ridin round lickin it, I'm ridin round with the grip 

Life ill and everything real and in this business 

Do you want payback cus yo people gone? 

But I know God got me, I did more rights than wrongs 

Hoes in it's killin me, the business building 

I want more and I say let's get millions 

That's where we bout to be getting, I ain't tryna to boast 

But you niggas can't see me, motherfucker I'm ghost 

 

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I'm ghost too, guess what I'm close to 

The handgun, the weave back 

Tell grandmothers I kill they grandsons 

My soul's ugly, my face handsome 

I sold base and I took chicken for ransom 

Ex stickup kid, heron dealer 

Lot of rappers claimin they real but I bet I'm realer 

I'm just a OG stick one OG kush 

I murder that young boy and get the OG push 

It's enormous shit, no informant shit 

Get you popped up, 38 tourin shit 

Niggas like me is the reason that the laws exist 

Lord assist, Captain Nema want an order list 

You wants rich? I'm the one you put the order with 

Hoke it up, you getting drown then yo daughter dip 

I'm on some Mexican cartel border shit 

I got fish scale, who lookin to score this shit? 

I got big bullets, who wanna explore the clip? 

Either the big 9 or the 4th or 5th 

Or you can get a shell from the tray pan 

The money stacks up but I stays down 

 

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