Divas & Dimes

[Intro] Uh Huh! Yeah! [Hook: Troy Ave] It's too many divas And not enough dimes If it ain't about money Then I ain't got time Even though I got a Rollie And chopard with the fish Fuck these ho's I'm Going hard with the Bricks [Verse 1: Troy Ave] Man its one in the head And sixteen in the clip You fuck with my bread You getting seen nigga RIP Hand to the sky, niggas know how I give it up Coke I supply for the benz and big truck Tryna get a crib in a name of my bitch Had thirty percent cash but her credit wasn't shit She ain't helpin' and she hurtin' had to leave her alone Fuck SUNY mae I don't need that loan Left moms duke crib and found my own spot Switched cars switched bone's shit was so hot I remember holy dog he was followed by the fed's In an unmarked car about to pick up his kids I'm like damn homie who the fucks a snitch? We sell weight to weightman Ain't non of them getting hit Paranoid thoughts running through my head about grimes Tryna figure what they know certain shit I'm dying With a needle in my arm if a blow drought Life ain't fair and I've been living so foul Ain't no raps and plus I had to know how To get this coke and move it like a snow Plow (Plaowww) [Hook: Troy Ave] [Verse 2: Troy Ave] And time in peace I'm prepared for war Looking at my time piece I'm prepared for more Got a mavado a cartier and a rolex Might buy a audemar maybe the hublot next Everyday in the streets they telling me you goin' blow next Selling yay' in the street's to felons you nigga's bow-flex I gave a whole another meaning to putting work out Distribute the work evenly till my work's out Some nigga's ain't built really don't ever work out Strong arm robberies turn them nigga's to church route Now the lord with 'em god forbid the law get'em He going testify on the stand and bring us all with him Damn, victimizer's become the victim's Nigga either way it ain't right It's like counting it with the baggie you ain't weighting it right Ain't no trying to make a point once I say it ain't right I'm dealing pound in perico green and white bills for it Bought more birds then popeyes and that cooking bitch Literally through my whip window here you go buy new rolls time to roll minor pole get this dough When your bread up bitches get ahead up And I've been getting so much head it's like a setup When nigga's get they drop you get shot from the neck up Fucking around with dots all your knots going be separate Mothafucka! [Hook]