Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Why, artist - Troy Ave.
Date of issue: 16.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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Bitch ass niggas bring my name up a lot |
I guess its cause a nigga really came up a lot |
I’m so fucking hood I took the name from my block |
DopeBoy Troy I cook cocaine up a lot |
Selling whole keys I am not these rap niggas |
Came in this game rich that’s a fact nigga |
Clear to see I really live what I rap nigga |
Rappers taking shots but I really clap niggas |
Really in the hood driving 6 figure foreigns |
Really pay cash not with that owing or borrowing |
He ain’t get a rollie 'til he got a deal nigga |
I bought me some rollies off the drugs I deal nigga |
And I iced it out so bitch respectful it’s a |
I’m a young OG that’s fucking OG nigga’s daughters |
And they must respect it because they feel so |
Nigga in that pussy might as well be a real one |
I got children two sons Roro and Renso |
New guns who wanna get hit with an extendo |
Busting at these bird ass niggas like Nintendo |
I play in Versace I’m done wearing that corny Kenzo |
Why these rap niggas be on dick, why? |
Why they like a bitch? |
Why they jumping clique to clique, why? |
Why they faking pumps? |
Why I’m really with the shit? |
Why am I so real, why? |
Why I’m really rich, really rich? |
Why these rap niggas be on dick, why? |
Why they like a bitch? |
Why they jumping clique to clique, why? |
Why they faking pumps? |
Why I’m really with the shit? |
Why am I so real, why? |
Why I’m really rich? |
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I be taking guns out the hands of suckers |
Ankle bracelet on me man this shit ain’t justice |
Bullet holes in me but I’m physically painless |
Don’t come around me if you ain’t with it, I’m dangerous |
Look up to the sky and I pray to the lord |
I don’t look up to none of these rappers they frauds |
I bought a new crib 'bout to buy me a spur |
I just bought big, betting points on the spurs |
Bought my bitch a watch and a nice lil coat |
Soon as the weather great I’m a buy me a boat |
Bullet in my head still ain’t fuck up the wave |
It hurt to get a fade so I grew me some braids |
Balmain pants on me take 'em off fuck a bitch |
Diamonds dance on me cause I’m black and I’m rich |
They telling lies on me saying a real nigga snitched |
My reply only eat a real nigga dick |
Look, niggas jumping clique to clique, disgusting |
Niggas pumping but they bitch, don’t trust them |
Me I get a lot of chicks, so I’m ruffling |
The feathers on these bird ass niggas, fuck 'em |
I’m the self-made, self-paid dope boy, jefe, Troy Ave |
Coming up out the city letting lead spray |
Self-made, self-paid, dope boy, jefe, Troy Ave |
Coming up out the city letting lead spray |
Why these rap niggas be on dick? |
Why they like a bitch? |
Why they jumping clique to clique? |
Why they faking pumps? |
Why I’m really with the shit? |
Why am I so real, why? |
Why I’m really rich, really rich? |
Why these rap niggas be on dick? |
Why they like a bitch? |
Why they jumping clique to clique? |
Why they faking pumps? |
Why I’m really with the shit? |
Why am I so real, why? |
Why I’m really rich? |
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