Good Time Lyrics - Troy Ave

Good TimeTroy AveThe Yankee-produced record has him once again breaking out the 50 Cent-esque melodies we heard on the jiggy-inspired "Your Style". The track works the same feel-good vibes as the previous single, ra... 

Know the moves get watched 

We elude you cops continuous and got money 

I drive a, drop Jeep 

I'm in the hood, cocked heat (facto) 

Ya creep, I hit you good lie deep 

Everytime I'm on this streets, I roll so fly ah ah ah ah ah 

Real niggas be relating to a G 

Fake niggas be hating on me 

When I get home beatin ah ah ah ah 

Bad bitches love fucking with a G 

Fake niggas love hating on me 

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Ugh, Troy Ave New Jack flow 

Not the movie that was fake, I am factual 

Dope boy swag to the max though blow 

Made me who I am, I was to rap snow 

Three to five birds in a dresser 

Never show a bitch, you'll get lines trynna impress her 

Stretch with my wrist, [?] with a compressor 

If it's straight sniff, I'm gambling with the extra 

21, Blackjack, purple chip cash (money) 

Golden nugget rooftop, pool jump splash (sunny) 

Soaking in the moment of a hustlers component 

Jesus in the water, my goal is atonement 

Still riding clean, me and Pooch in a Benz 

I got a bitch in the back, I been fucked her friend 

Ain't nothing new except the view and the day 

I'm a fly mothafucka from the NYC niggah 

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Everytime I'm on these streets, I roll so fly 

ah ah ah 

Real niggas be relating to a G 

Fake niggas be hating on me 

When I get her home we beating ah ah ah ah 

Bad bitches love fuckin wit a G 

Fake niggas love hating on me 

OKC making moves on my dinner 

Young niggas rolling with the crews that a kill ya 

Now-a-days niggas talk news lie they bitches 

Follow to they home, make a move while they with her 

R-E-V-E-N-G-E 

Franklin for that, you heard about me 

Drop when it's hot, dead nigga run up 

Glock getting popped, damn a nigga bun up 

Only thing missing is cheese, know I got that 

Buy and sell blocks, Monopoly no top hat 

Know the moves get watched 

We elude you cops continous and got money 

I drive a, drop Jeep 

I'm in the hood cocked heat (facto) 

Ya creep, I hit you good lie deep