Lyrics

[Intro: Troy Ave] Powder, yeah, powder Limos hoe, haha Bonic what the fuck is up? Ricky what the fuck is up? Powder [Chorus: Troy Ave] Big blunts, smoke that Cash stunts, I promote that Good crack, its all drugs Hold that, its all love I'm never frontin' I be frontin' niggas (x3) And if that paper ain't right then I'm confronting niggas [Verse: Troy Ave] In elementary school they asked me who I wanna be I said a nigga with some money, now look at me 15 years later and I drive a Benz Black do too he one of my best friends Harry P, Benz be we're sucker free The illest nigga ever styled tho I'm such a freak Cussing up a storm on MTV Nigga I don't give a fuck now the world can see Dope boys swag can't stress that enough These other niggas swag just ain't adding up Getting money but you're living with ya moms aye Your chain 40 thou but you drive a Hyundai Man, nigga please, n-n-nigga please You can't even afford my young bitches weed Fly bitches keep a head full of Malaysian I keep it real here, why you hating? [Chorus: Troy Ave] [Verse 2: Ricky] In elementary school they asked me where I wanna be I told 'em that ill prolly sip lean and smoke weed Not tryna be something that I won't be All I do is fuck something when I'm on E Prolly why them young bitches still want me I be on that morphine til it haunts me Hating motherfuckers they could never taunt me I just do me that's that mama taught me I'm in CT probably, imp a prodigy, look obviously Go to sleep with a L 6:00 in the morning OG Kush everyday California You been a bitch since the first day I known ya I be on them drugs living with the paranoia And that paraphernalia, Limosa Nostra familiar [Chorus: Troy Ave]