Do Me No Favors Lyrics - Troy Ave

You ain't never counted paper 'til your gums hurt 

You ain't never had to make do wit' bum work 

Shit ain't comin' back, you get delirious 

It's a job in these streets, shit is serious 

My 'migo got locks in the city mud 

Back against the wall and I need a plug 

Flew the fam to the (-) verse the Heat 

I had twenty thousand grams just last week 

Shit stopped comin', bills keep comin' 'round 

Holdin' on my last bird, 'bout to break it down 

Charged you higher out of ten, then I went in Brooklyn 

Phone blowin' up, the homies ask how it's lookin' 

You think if I had the work 

I wouldn't call you to sell it, you fuckin' jerk 

You start gettin' mad, talkin' out of frustration 

In the game, six figures can easily turn to nothin' 

Damn, I'm hot, dog 

The fork on the Masi grill pickin' up grot, dog 

Bought a white house (-) 

In the presidential, watch me go to the top, dog 

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Man, I got that glow 

I done came on nothin' to motherfuckin' floor 

Couple niggas be hatin', I Just be like, 'So?' 

I never get mad, I just get that door 

If the shit get bad, then I let that go 

You do it cause you have to, I do it cause I could 

And this is all factual, I do it for the hood 

Cock the four, cop and go 

Cause these drugs are for sale, they are not for show 

Keep a eye on the monitors and lock the doors 

No comprende unless it's 'bout lots of dough 

They love it, they still want it, the block is still haunted 

Turbo in the garage, the cover is still on it 

One hundred bundles by 9AM, it's a ill mornin' 

A nigga lookin' good, the bitches is still on him 

Money, power, mega respect 

Al-Qaeda is how I got the montega connect 

If that paper ain't right, they put the K to your neck 

Give your family a visit, they send your baby a threat 

A lil' deeper than the repurcussions on the block 

But that all bein' said, is you hustler or not? 

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Man, I got that glow 

I done came on nothin' to motherfuckin' floor 

Couple niggas be hatin', I Just be like, 'So?' 

I never get mad, I just get that door 

If the shit get bad, then I let that go 

I don't get mad, I get dough, I get bags and get low 

Everybody wit' me good, my bitch bad as shit though 

You get gas, you seco, we whip ass, we clisco 

It gets bad and shit slow, we really with the shits, bro 

Twist your cap for it, (-) 

When I'm hungry, I eat myself, Snickers commercial 

I got to eat before a nigga catch a attitude, (-) 

Fuck sandwiches, I want the chips and dip 

Whips are quick, Contours, seats grips the hip 

I (-), at least a hundred grand to understand 

They put me on a flyer for twenty, I'm a wanted man 

Son of Sam, I was born in '77 

The bitch a late-night Slurpee, She 7/11 

Yeah, the family, so you gotta love it 

I'm a boss, so I got to (-) it 

Man, I got that glow 

I done came on nothin' to motherfuckin' floor 

Couple niggas be hatin', I Just be like, 'So?' 

I never get mad, I just get that door 

If the shit get bad, then I let that go