Why - Troy Ave

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Bitch ass niggas bring my name up a lot

I guess its cause a nigga really came up a lot

I’m so fucking hood I took the name from my block

DopeBoy Troy I cook cocaine up a lot

Selling whole keys I am not these rap niggas

Came in this game rich that’s a fact nigga

Clear to see I really live what I rap nigga

Rappers taking shots but I really clap niggas

Really in the hood driving 6 figure foreigns

Really pay cash not with that owing or borrowing

He ain’t get a rollie 'til he got a deal nigga

I bought me some rollies off the drugs I deal nigga

And I iced it out so bitch respectful it’s a

I’m a young OG that’s fucking OG nigga’s daughters

And they must respect it because they feel so

Nigga in that pussy might as well be a real one

I got children two sons Roro and Renso

New guns who wanna get hit with an extendo

Busting at these bird ass niggas like Nintendo

I play in Versace I’m done wearing that corny Kenzo

Why these rap niggas be on dick, why?

Why they like a bitch?

Why they jumping clique to clique, why?

Why they faking pumps?

Why I’m really with the shit?

Why am I so real, why?

Why I’m really rich, really rich?

Why these rap niggas be on dick, why?

Why they like a bitch?

Why they jumping clique to clique, why?

Why they faking pumps?

Why I’m really with the shit?

Why am I so real, why?

Why I’m really rich?

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I be taking guns out the hands of suckers

Ankle bracelet on me man this shit ain’t justice

Bullet holes in me but I’m physically painless

Don’t come around me if you ain’t with it, I’m dangerous

Look up to the sky and I pray to the lord

I don’t look up to none of these rappers they frauds

I bought a new crib 'bout to buy me a spur

I just bought big, betting points on the spurs

Bought my bitch a watch and a nice lil coat

Soon as the weather great I’m a buy me a boat

Bullet in my head still ain’t fuck up the wave

It hurt to get a fade so I grew me some braids

Balmain pants on me take 'em off fuck a bitch

Diamonds dance on me cause I’m black and I’m rich

They telling lies on me saying a real nigga snitched

My reply only eat a real nigga dick

Look, niggas jumping clique to clique, disgusting

Niggas pumping but they bitch, don’t trust them

Me I get a lot of chicks, so I’m ruffling

The feathers on these bird ass niggas, fuck 'em

I’m the self-made, self-paid dope boy, jefe, Troy Ave

Coming up out the city letting lead spray

Self-made, self-paid, dope boy, jefe, Troy Ave

Coming up out the city letting lead spray

Why these rap niggas be on dick?

Why they like a bitch?

Why they jumping clique to clique?

Why they faking pumps?

Why I’m really with the shit?

Why am I so real, why?

Why I’m really rich, really rich?

Why these rap niggas be on dick?

Why they like a bitch?

Why they jumping clique to clique?

Why they faking pumps?

Why I’m really with the shit?

Why am I so real, why?

Why I’m really rich?

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