Troy Ave - Everything lyrics

[Verse 1: Troy Ave] Uh Dope boy swag to the max on 'em Dealing yay for the pay with the strap on 'em Money ain't a thing but a quick meet n***a murder ain't a thing but a hip reach BK n***a and I've been what's up Word to my mother I don't give a f** Like a fronting ho I ain't fronting though I ain't gotta make a call I just dump and go Fast lane living sh** I'm in the streets And you can feel that when I get a beat D-town raps you can see my sheet I've been toting gats since I had the peach Fuzz lit, thug sh** New York City crack house drug sh** That's what the f** I'm representing 30 cash for the cross what the f** am I repenting n***a? [Hook: Troy Ave] Yea, I'm selling birds come and get a wing BSB in the hood we the Medellín I'm all good wearing heavy bling n***as front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything My n***as putting holes up in everything, everything, everything My n***as putting holes up in everything [Verse 2: Pusha T] n***as who ain't selling no records look defeated No shades on in the club, clothes repeated Since '02 I told you I ain't need it Billie Jean step on the square tell you to Beat It Bricks in my backpack, scale and the black mac n***as don't talk on the phone, they can tap that Unwrap raw, ice a tall mix Once it shrink, wrap, mummify bricks 100 thousand dollar car minimums And they're candy color coated like an m&m Came with the bleach blonde b**h who love's eminem And a tan on her skin like a Timberland Everything n***a I got everything Money cash hoes that's my everything n***as talking like they heavy slang We get it straight from the Medellín [Hook]