Troy Ave - June 5th lyrics
rate meBanz and roll this
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Was 'bout to buy a 'Rari, bought a tour bus
And God, I get a Lambo with the doors up
Fucking niggas tell me I don't work it
I see them niggas every time he hurtin'
Blast a couple haters looking stressed out
You can't have your hand and your chest out, fam
What you tryin' to hold, ha, nigga, what?
You can hold these shots, you can hold these nuts
(Verse)
I got mad missions to accomplish
Runnin' throw a bitch nigga gauntlet
I can up the style, give me what you got
I ain't trying to hit like a bitch's on
Some niggas throw shots, but don't matter
Cuz when I throw shots bones shatter
Break 'em down x 2, break 'em
I'm the real deal, niggas faking
Moment of silence, I'm about to kill niggas
You're bitin' my style, I'm 'bout to bill niggas
Swagger jacking at an all time high
And I ain't really mad, I ain’t that guy
A fisher with the fish scale, you a tuna
Little nigga, I'm the big bad and a shooter
Violator sent you to hell, oh well you ill
Eleven thow in my pocket that I could throw in a fire
And I won't feel it cuz, real shit, all my stacks get higher
On the top pointing higher, on a roll like a casa
Most these niggas vagina, I'm looking in with no fire
Like, damn with these niggas that be so thought
My phone in my hand, nobody still ain't called my bluff
I got it off grams, these other rappers, not so much
Not so much, the chuck is up, real nigga shit
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(Outro)
Soon you will need to get in tune with
I got the new album dropping June 5th
Major without a deal, are you ready?
Your boy in the streets real heavy
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I made my name up in these streets like a real nigga
I keep ‘em pistols in my jeep like a real nigga
I make sure all my homies eat like a real nigga
I fuck your bitch and go to sleep like a real nigga
Man all my pockets be obese cuz I deal nigga
A couple boxes ain't no sneaks, just some bills nigga
The way I handle all my beefs, I just kill niggas
If you want hunnit then you love me, I'm a real nigga
(Verse)
Charging my phone, leave them charges alone
I'm riding foreigns and trucks, my rims are matte or they chrome
Smoke a blunt to the dome, I got some shit on my head
I turn some niggas to bone, fuck ‘em all they are dead
I get mad I see red, living life, getting bread
Gettin' pussy, fuck the opinions of pussies I said
Real nigga on top, free run from the box
Free money you block, teeth white like them sox
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(Verse)
Studio thug, you can't do what I do
I am really a plug, you just cool in ‘em clubs
Before this rap I had bust, fans watching and shit
They jaim to be on that roll, he ain't cooperate shit
I hold them down with that cash for being real like I knew
Loyalty ain't no favor nigga, it’s just what we do
Banz-banz and crew, we get wild like a zoo
But all the time, we like chilling fuckin' with hoers by the two
Man it's nothing, all these bitches is fucking
All these niggas is frontin', I see them they don't want nothing
I smack, shoot, or snuff 'em
They won't respect my name
Violence my go to move, I make 'em respect the pain
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(Bridge)
Man all my pockets be obese cuz I deal nigga
A couple boxes ain't no sneaks, just some bills nigga
The way I handle all my beefs, I just kill niggas
If you want hunnit then you love me, I'm a real nigga
War
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