[Hook:]
I'm saying what up doe
I'm selling uncut blow
A n***a so cold
Jewels frozer than buffalo
These n***as Front though
They MC GUSTO
CB4 they talk
They should know that my gun go
I'll blow this sh** up yo
[x2:]
p**y n***as must got me confused
Shoot a n***a out they motherf**in shoes
The name is Troy Ave, but I'm far from local
And my gun goes off
I am far from vocal mother f**er
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[Verse 1:]
I'm young and thuggin, my name buzzin
Slangin d** and slangin wood
Jim Duggan, girls loving
I'm just f**in, never trustin, never bust in
n***as baby moms be disgusting
I'm done lustin, back hustling, the phrase MOB
Couldn't be more humbling
To other n***as, blow pop s**a n***as
I sell blow, Berra Paul, take under n***as
Coke Hogan,
Buy and sell be the slogan
I'm on my high horse, 500 when I be porche'n, HP
I'm vivid as HD, when I talk that sh**
n***as know that is really me
It's not right, but it's okay
Like whitney, RIP
Out in Houston I bought keys, opened up doors
From opening up raw,
They opened up investigations
f** the law
Powder Life
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[Verse 2:]
I'm a smooth dark pretty young n***a that's stylish
But don't get it confused, I be into the violence
Take my word or go ask n***as about my work
n***as violate me, n***as do get merked
Pay no mind to the subliminal, they lyrical
Spray my nine at any physical, spirituals beams
I make 'em, send 'em holy to Satan
You just a soon to be t-shirt mural or painting
Hope ya n***as Matisse, Cause when that Van go
My gun go, Craccci
f**in loco, I don't Play like OCHO
Chad Johono, I just root for the Giants
And keep it hundo, that's a buck n***a
f** boi, f** n***a
Got homies out the state penn that'll touch n***as
No h*mo, but for the low dough
A couple light bands will have you meeting with Joe Paterno
I ain't lion
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