Troy Ave - Mafia lyrics

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Troy Ave - Mafia lyrics

[Intro] Someone tried to take my life away I understand But me I will not let them Of course not Godfather If it hadn't been for the grace of God Amen Along with the courage, honor and dignity That I have for myself and this family I would not be here today But since I am it's going to be hell to pay Arrivederci Dope boy Troy n***a [Hook] BSB Mafia, I am Don T Big plate of pasta In the back is Don C Pendejos tried to snake your bro But I cut the gra** low So that now I can see BSB Mafia, I am Don T Big plate of pasta In the back is Don C Pendejos tried to snake your bro But I cut the gra** low So that now I can see [Verse 1] f** n***as talking 'bout how it's all love Nowadays my rebu*tal is a shoulder shrug I know what it is, I'm aware of what it was Ain't a judge but I judge a man by what he does When the pressure's on and it's getting intense I'm already a shooter, are you good on defense? All around players, only ones that make sense f** up out my team, don't even want you on my bench s**er free, that is me, n***a in every sense It's clear to see who with me when I'm in the trench n***as yelling loyalty but that ain't what they meant They loyalty have legs I'm like damn where it went? Dope Boy Troy n***a [Hook] BSB Mafia, I am Don T Big plate of pasta In the back is Don C Pendejos tried to snake your bro But I cut the gra** low So that now I can see BSB Mafia, I am Don T Big plate of pasta In the back is Don C Pendejos tried to snake your bro But I cut the gra** low So that now I can see [Verse 2] f**ed up in the game Going through all this pain Wondering why I ain't, hearing bout no pain Coward a**, n***a don't even try to come explain You know who you are, I ain't gotta say your name Mazerati pedal on my way to the next Controversy k**s but not more than success Cristal sipping all them bottles was mine I share with the crew I let everybody shine Groupie n***as wanna hang call that n***a Shane He ain't call my phone cause I call that boy a lame How are you a gangster when you rarely getting bling But I'm a real boss I take the loss and the bling They say I can't sell shows so I'm selling c**aine While y'all weigh up the stone I'ma dance in the rain I am not a Prince, I'm a mo'f**in' King Dope Boy, King Troy and this track is f**in' flames Dope Boy Troy n***a [Hook] BSB Mafia, I am Don T Big plate of pasta In the back is Don C Pendejos tried to snake your bro But I cut the gra** low So that now I can see BSB Mafia, I am Don T Big plate of pasta In the back is Don C Pendejos tried to snake your bro But I cut the gra** low So that now I can see [Outro/Interlude] This the new s**er free BSB I'm 0% for you if you ain't 100% for me Disloyal a** n***as ran and left me fighting for my life I was down to die for them n***as They was ten feet behind me when sh** popped off Gon' talk about we left 'cause we ain't no what was doing on n***a you ain't come to find the f** out what was going on n***as owe me more than that I heard you out here pumping lies playing victim bout Troy Ave came home and Ave ain't thinking right, n***a I'm thinking real I sat in jail you n***as wasn't riding for me you was just riding with me. You's a coward and you gon' die broke n***a You ain't ever invest a coin into me n***a, ever It was always been my plans, it was always been my money I just let you take the credit so you can shine Glorified a** a**istant man if I'm lying n***a, do it again You made Troy Ave right? Make another one Cheap motherf**er, I gave n***as monthly money I paid n***as every show I bought n***as shearlings and furs I bought n***as rolex watches I put n***as on the radio, I put n***as in the game I ain't have to do that, that ain't the norm n***as owe me more than that then they leave me for dead n***as owe me more than that then they look at Banks shot and bleeding on the floor and keep it moving that karma gon' be a motherf**er

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