Troy Ave - If It Aint Money lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

NYC to AC work

Uptown, downtown

(Troy Ave, BSB)

I dunno who he found?

(I rule)

Uptown, downtown

(Night of the product)

(It's when they come, the self made niggas)

(You heard, social Gucci product, brraaa)

(Hook)

If it ain't 'bout money

I dunno what to say

If you ain't a bad bitch

Then shawty, you ain't fo' me

Fuck with real niggas,

I be with 'em everyday

You can hate, all you monkeys

I'm getting it anyway

(Verse)

Stocking, my pockets looking obese

Clothes, jewels and shoes, everything as you meet them

Bitch, I bet them all, minds in the boutique

Hustling in my blood, my D.N.A. is discrete

Shown in the cut

Shower bin in the Dutch, eating all of the purple

Feeling I got the dope ,the feeling raw uncut

I'm fly American nigga, I'm turf, all the way up

Yo, turn me all the way up, and turn all these niggas off

Look around at a shawty, it look like the car doors

Keep it upon me, I'm not the nigga you wanna cross

Don't speak to me directly, nigga go get your boss

I know some real hitters in Brooklyn could get you off

And just in case, I got a jew lawyer to get me off

Haters, they notice, really, they piss me off

And when they see me flossing, remind 'em of all they flaws