Troy Ave - Divas & Dimes lyrics

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Troy Ave - Divas & Dimes lyrics

[Intro:] Uh Huh! Yeah! [Hook: Troy Ave] It's too many divas And not enough dimes If it ain't about money Then I ain't got time Even though I got a Rollie And chopard with the fish f** these ho's I'm Going hard with the Bricks [Verse 1: Troy Ave] Man it's one in the head And sixteen in the clip You f** with my bread sponsored links You getting seen n***a RIP Hand to the sky, n***as know how I give it up Coke I supply for the benz and big truck Tryna get a crib in a name of my b**h Had thirty percent cash but her credit wasn't sh** She ain't helpin' and she hurtin' had to leave her alone f** SUNY mae I don't need that loan Left moms duke crib and found my own spot Switched cars switched bone's sh** was so hot I remember holy dog he was followed by the fed's In an unmarked car about to pick up his kids I'm like damn homie who the f**s a snitch? We sell weight to weightman Ain't non of them getting hit Paranoid thoughts running through my head about grimes Tryna figure what they know certain sh** I'm dying With a needle in my arm if a blow drought Life ain't fair and I've been living so foul Ain't no raps and plus I had to know how To get this coke and move it like a snow Plow (Plaowww) [Hook: Troy Ave] [Verse 2: Troy Ave] And time in peace I'm prepared for war Looking at my time piece I'm prepared for more Got a mavado a cartier and a rolex Might buy a audemar maybe the hublot next Everyday in the streets they telling me you goin' blow next Selling yay' in the street's to felons you n***a's bow-flex I gave a whole another meaning to putting work out Distribute the work evenly till my work's out Some n***a's ain't built really don't ever work out Strong arm robberies turn them n***a's to church route Now the lord with 'em God forbid the law get'em He going testify on the stand and bring us all with him Damn, victimizer's become the victim's n***a either way it ain't right It's like counting it with the baggie you ain't weighting it right Ain't no trying to make a point once I say it ain't right I'm dealing pound in perico green and white bills for it Bought more birds then popeyes and that cooking b**h Literally through my whip window here you go buy new rolls time to roll minor pole get this dough When your bread up b**hes get ahead up And I've been getting so much head it's like a setup When n***a's get they drop you get shot from the neck up f**ing around with dots all your knots going be separate Mothaf**a! [Hook]

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