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 wrapped, 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]