Troy Ave - Prime Time lyrics

rate me

(Prod. by Yankee)

(Hook)

Two semi autos, we bout to go full

Took off so fast, been yellin' go Forbes

Betta run fast with yo punk ass

When my gun blast I'mma gon pass

Pussy nigga, talk that talk

You gon' get all that chalk

Fuck you and who you say you'll be missed

Pussy nigga, talk that talk

You gon' get all that chalk

Seventeen, bet you all we won't miss

(Verse)

Crusader's one of the realest verses I eva wrote

But all my verses be real, you could believe the quotes

I'm movin' real how I feel, I turn niggas to ghosts

These rumors have it, don't kill me, don't get up your hopes

I stay ready and my wrist steady

Niggas stay at Whipdally, come and get buried

John Flint, still I neva slit

Matchin' shorts with the grisp, movin' militant

Yessir, 80 thousand worth of jewels on me, burr

Niggas shine be my new homies, curve

Trust will get you dust to line up, I heard

Damn, bitch, ovabread he call it paper, Sam Witch

Corner stores full with minerals, a past fit

Donts was the king, get 'im slicka with ages

Don't play my mirrors, don't play that shit when I

Come, nigga, I'm not done, no

My paranoia's healthy, they wanna be gangsta

I just wanna be wealthy, god

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

I stay strapped everyday, pussy

I kill you like I'm bout to kill J, pussy

She a hot count lil honey

I don't count on nobody I just count on my money

These niggas broke and full of excuses - ridiculous

Me and the paper in sync like dirty dishes

My nigga Block clean diamonds in his dentures

Eatin' on rock slings, grind is relentless

And the same goes for me

Champs say it's always shovel when I'm winning that gold T

That's my muthafuckin' brother, he'll kill anything fo' me

Real nigga shit, I don't owe nothin' when I pull up out that dealership

You betta know who you dealin' with

(Hook)