Troy Ave - Everything lyrics

rate me

Feat. Pusha T

(Verse)

Dope boy swag to the maximum

Fact: dealing yay for the pay

With the strap on

Money ain't a thang than a quick mean

Nigga, murder ain't a thang

But a quick reach

BK nigga, and I been wassup

Word to my mother, I don't give a fuck

Like a fronting hoe, I ain't fronting, though

I ain't gotta make the call

I just dump and go

Fast lane, looking shit,

I'm in the streets

And you can feel that

When I get a beat

Detailed rep,

You can see my sheet

I've been told that

Since I had the peach

Firstly, thug shit

New York city drug house

Drug shit

Countable. That's what the fuck

I'm representing

Thirty cash with the floss

What the fuck am I repenting, nigga?!

(Pre-Hook)

Yeah, I'm selling brownies for the getaway

BSB, in the hood, need a medal, slick

I'm all good with heavy bling

Nigggas pro'ly putting holes into er'thang

(Hook)

Everything

Everything

My niggas putting holes into

Everything

(Prraaaa)

Everything

Everything

(Verse)

Niggas who ain't selling no records look defeated

No shades on, and the club close repeated

Old tool, I told you, I ain't need it

Billie Jean step on the square, told you to beat it

Bricks in my backpack, scale and a black Mac

Niggas don't talk on the phone

They just top that(?)

Unwrap roll, Icitall mix(?)

Once you shrink rap

Mummify bricks

Hundred thousand dolla car, minimums

And the candy colored coat like an M&M

Came with the bleached blonde, bitch,

You love Emin3m

And it tan on the skin like a Timbaland

Er'thing, nigga, I got everything

Money, cash, bitches, I got everything

Niggas talking like they heavy sling

We get it straight from the Metal Inn

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook)