[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
I know it's been a while since you heard it like this
The boy can't miss, Rolex on the wrist
Bezel on wrist, 'bout time the real returned, we still exist
Now you wear those, return it when you was at risk
Tight jeans for boys wasn't popular
Unless you was in the boy's, man, stop it, bruh
Too much fashion raps sayin' this and that
No clothes in facts, everybody's in the trap
But they ain't never sold no drugs, for really though
Cause they was dead broke in they first video
YouTube don't lie, sort it like numbers
I been gettin' money for the past eight summers
Bought a Benz all cash, ho picked up a Hummer
And to think, we wasn't even twenty-oner
That's not a word, now you know how I feel when these absurd
Rappers talk about things that never occurred
Damn it, the nerve, you ain't never brandished a bird
Or guns on your enemies and gave them what they deserve
Let a nigga try me, they die, B
Ain't nothin' sweet, I be on it like diabetes
Givin' shots, Gavin was givin' props
Sometimes I had to take them in the form of blocks
Property, buy and sell like Monopoly
No top hat, top back and she toppin' me
She bein' a vixen, all-star attender
Cake like my birthday, that's in November
23rd, I'm a Sag, I'm a swerve
Whole lot of horsepower, parkin' on the curb
Hoes want to floss out a coupe wit' a bird
Call that the Porsche power, mean every word
I do this, might change my name to Brutus
Cut down the beef, now the money flow fluid
I know it's been a while since you heard it like this
The boy can't miss, Rolex on the wrist
Bezel on wrist, 'bout time the real returned, we still exist
Now you wear those, return it when you was at risk
Tight jeans for boys wasn't popular
Unless you was in the boy's, man, stop it, bruh
Too much fashion raps sayin' this and that
No clothes in facts, everybody's in the trap
But they ain't never sold no drugs, for really though
Cause they was dead broke in they first video
YouTube don't lie, sort it like numbers
I been gettin' money for the past eight summers
Bought a Benz all cash, ho picked up a Hummer
And to think, we wasn't even twenty-oner
That's not a word, now you know how I feel when these absurd
Rappers talk about things that never occurred
Damn it, the nerve, you ain't never brandished a bird
Or guns on your enemies and gave them what they deserve
Let a nigga try me, they die, B
Ain't nothin' sweet, I be on it like diabetes
Givin' shots, Gavin was givin' props
Sometimes I had to take them in the form of blocks
Property, buy and sell like Monopoly
No top hat, top back and she toppin' me
She bein' a vixen, all-star attender
Cake like my birthday, that's in November
23rd, I'm a Sag, I'm a swerve
Whole lot of horsepower, parkin' on the curb
Hoes want to floss out a coupe wit' a bird
Call that the Porsche power, mean every word
I do this, might change my name to Brutus
Cut down the beef, now the money flow fluid
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