Lost Boyz

[Intro: Troy Ave] You know I'm 'bout that NYC Powder! You want that dope shit, fuck with me [Hook: Troy Ave] Lifestyles of the rich and shameless Some people get to change, some go changeless Some worry bout the name, wanna be famous Some end up with they brain blown off by the stainless [Verse 1: Troy Ave] Flipping through the TV and I’m like yo ain’t shit on It’s me and Pac ? long hair thick joint Massage her before I stroke er, she workin on my shoulders But on a side note, what the fuck is maybe soda? Ain't see my nigga since we made a trade for them gats I caught a body with his shit, I hope he don’t want it back Frontin' ass nigga deserved it, please don’t judge you ain’t perfect I hold court in the street and murder was the verdict Jewelry on, baby girl admire my ice And it’s my birthday, I did 25 now life remains I sip the pain and twist the Jane Hit the flame, I just want the money, fuck the fame Be ashamed that they said Troy Ave that nigga And my bank account sayin' I got low ass figures I am highly motivated by these broke ass niggas Any funny moves, know I blow smoke, blow! nigga [Hook x2] [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] My partner did a decade, my code name Jefe Plus I’m known to whip it like Kunta Kente Former side bitch so imagine what my lady got Used a Maybach like the Marriott Bought a foreclosed home Used it for a jewelry box, a chain spot Just ordered shrimp fried rice straight out the Chinese spot Organized crime, if it was a team I’d be on the starting five Sippin lean with my guys Having the same cocaine nightmares I wear jewelry like Nike airs, brick look like iPads Menace to society, guess I'm the new O-Dog Typecast, they think all I do is turn up songs You know my lifestyle, easy come, easy go The Panamera cleaner than a bar of soap I stay levelheaded with a Giuseppe fetish Guess it’s hereditary cause my dad was a felon [Hook x2]