| In life we go after what we want or at least I do you heard?!
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| Powder!
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| You bitch ass niggas can’t see my grind (Uh uh, uh uh)
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| So you got no choice but to see me shine (Powder)
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| Oh no my brother we are not the ssme (Not at all)
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| Cause I ain’t no fraud I live what I’m sayin (Powder, Uh!)
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| Walk like it, talk like it
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| I don’t give a fuck nigga, New York like it
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| Or not, I’m Troy Ave get use to me
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| O.D.B. |
| dead but this a new shimmy
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| New Biggie, R.I.P
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| B.S.B drug deals and R.I.P.'S
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| I was buyin the lambo after I bought the mercedes
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| My big homey and my moms said nigga you crazy
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| Born in the 80's, I was just, baby with tears
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| It’s grown men now, dressin like they from that year
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| Fuck is wrong with 'em, don’t get along with 'em
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| Nah I don’t wanna do no motherfuckin songs with 'em
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| Neither, am I cool with these F.A.G.'S
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| Fake ass gangstas nigga you are not like me
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| You hustle O.T. |
| well nigga what town was you in
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| You bust yo' heat, well nigga what ground was they in
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| Huh?! |
| The biggest deal out my borough to rap
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| Is me right here, real niggas know it’s a fact
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| They hear me on the radio see my vids and trip
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| And tell they peoples, that nigga sold me a brick
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| I’m Troy Ave nigga, Harry Powder in the flesh
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| Know I’m bad nigga, and I would cause a fuckin death
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| When I’m mad nigga, other than that I’m cool
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| They sittin, I’m shittin, either way that’s stool
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| Powder!
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| You bitch ass niggas can’t see my grind (Uh uh, uh uh)
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| So you got no choice but to see me shine (Powder)
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| Oh no my brother we are not the ssme (Not at all)
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| Cause I ain’t no fraud I live what I’m sayin (Powder, Uh!)
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| Cause niggas don’t grind like me, they don’t shine like me
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| They ain’t never go put in work with a nine like me
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| They some eight ballers they ain’t never buyin no keys
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| They lyin they don’t papi unless papi meetin me
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| That’s the illest nigga rappin out of N.Y.C
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| I’m in the hood I don’t know niggas but they know
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| And I can easliy mistake their fanfare for grillin
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| And they can easily be layin in to wait for the killin
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| It goes down that simple where I’m from my nigga
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| And we don’t lose no sleep fuck them my nigga
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| It’s a cold city I’m just keepin warm in the fur
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| Lookin so damn pretty that these hoes kitty pur
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| Man I’m fuckin everything in my videos click back
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| We fuckin every dame that you see in the Bricks hat
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| Certain things happen that let me know I’m the shit
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| A chick flew in from Miami just to suck my dick
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| And pay for there own flight, the fuck I look like
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| A trick ass nigga that need pussy nah I’m aight
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| Niggas out here buyin hoes, bags and shoes
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| But couldn’t buy there kid a brand new coats for school
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| Damn! |
| It’s unbelievable, they the same ones claimin they the realest
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| Real niggas don’t hate jealous or they will steal shit
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| Or keep a hundred singles underneath a hundred buildings frontin
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| Powder!
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| You bitch ass niggas can’t see my grind (Uh uh, uh uh)
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| So you got no choice but to see me shine (Powder)
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| Oh no my brother we are not the ssme (Not at all)
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| Cause I ain’t no fraud I live what I’m sayin (Powder, Uh!) |