Troy Ave - Press Spray lyrics

[Intro] God gone sort these n***as out It's called divine intervention [Verse:1] I been not gave a f**, now i don't give a f** more I been shot been persecuted by the law I got my own people coming to attack But this is how it go in the hood when your black Man this sh** wack like a Joe Budden track And some would say damn ave why you saying that Cause he lied to my face in my back spilled crap Pumped up to talk down who ga**ed that Jealousy is fake, seen boy do the same sh** to Drake We both f** women that he date When it comes to hoes he wears a cape I wear icy face but no time being spent on a bum b**h I'm a rich n***a but I'm on the dumb sh** Hating a** n***a I don't f** with, got my name in your mouth you the "[?]" You a drug addict and a b**h beater Rap podcast and a dick eater Tryna see how my balls taste, ask your chick she in the field licking my face, Nasty! And when you asked about her she say Joe don't smack me! You's a b**h dawg [Bridge] Truth is light, I son these lames n***as won't get away with my name Troy ave is hot they want the flame They careers down the hill I'm boarding the plane Truth is light, I son these lames n***as won't get away with my name Troy ave is hot they want the flame They careers down the hill I'm boarding the plane [Chorus] These dweebs call me a bozo from their perspective, of course you can't understand a n***a that's getting this money when you broke It's what i expected [Verse:2] n***as be cold tryna feed off heat My foreign's get drove while they be on feet Mad as f**, sad as f**, callused up Times is hard life is rough No dice, mice, and the hoes for real its been 20 years since your record deal You need a dad or a uncle Phil, someone to say it ain't right to steal You cried in court like a f**ing dill, pickle n***a you's a fickle n***a, you 44 don't mean sh** lil n***a Fecal matter's eat sh** lil n***a Talk to me about sh** lil n***a, til you apologize to the guy, you robbed for a ring and money up by the point when he was giving you a cabbie ride Crack head you doing crowds like a brack head Crack head get on my top like a black head You the, general of general admission outside the club no bread to get in You go click to click, dick to dick Oh lil n***a i didn't forget, remember you was signed to the game, what happened to the ruff ryder thang I remember seeing you outside my show in the f**ing rain yelling yo troy ave you doing your thang n***as talk sh** out the same lips that they s** dick n***as talk sh** out the same lips that they s** dick Why do n***as s** dick out the same lips that they talk sh** I don't do sh** you n***as is bi-bi-b**h! Dont f- act like you dont remember n***a It was a problem, you was sitting in the back, with a bum a** coat on in the rain Your stupid f**ing face Your stupid f**ing sesame street face [Chorus] These dweebs call me a weirdo from their perspective, of course you can't understand a n***a that's getting this money when they broke it's what i expected Listen! These dweebs call me a weirdo from their perspective, of course you can't understand a n***a that's getting this money when they broke it's what i expected [Outro] I made you boy, I gave you fame Gave you an allowance, gave you the game I let you rep, i made you gang, now its a shame you went Hovane n***as ain't show up to the hospital when I was shot That means that the b**h made in grates, oh everything i done for em they forgot It's sad cause i really had love for him Was down to die and catch slugs for him But when your boy needed help i looked around and damn there wasn't none for em