Everything

[Verse 1: Troy Ave] Uh Dope boy swag to the max on 'em Dealing yay for the pay with the strap on 'em Money ain't a thing but a quick meet Nigga murder ain't a thing but a hip reach BK nigga and I've been what's up Word to my mother I don't give a fuck Like a fronting ho I ain't fronting though I ain't gotta make a call I just dump and go Fast lane living shit I'm in the streets And you can feel that when I get a beat D-town raps you can see my sheet I've been toting gats since I had the peach Fuzz lit, thug shit New York City crack house drug shit That's what the fuck I'm representing 30 cash for the cross what the fuck am I repenting nigga? [Hook: Troy Ave] Yea, I'm selling birds come and get a wing BSB in the hood we the Medellín I'm all good wearing heavy bling Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything My niggas putting holes up in everything [Verse 2: Pusha T] Niggas who ain't selling no records look defeated No shades on in the club, clothes repeated Since '02 I told you I ain't need it Billie Jean step on the square tell you to Beat It Bricks in my backpack, scale and the black mac Niggas don't talk on the phone, they can tap that Unwrap raw, ice a tall mix Once it shrink, wrap, mummify bricks 100 thousand dollar car minimums And they're candy color coated like an m&m Came with the bleach blonde bitch who love's eminem And a tan on her skin like a Timberland Everything nigga I got everything Money cash hoes that's my everything Niggas talking like they heavy slang We get it straight from the Medellín [Hook]