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believe me (keymix) - troy ave lyrics

[hook: troy ave]
i’m the only one who got the job done
i got the juice now, i could let you borrow some
here’s a couple apples from the saviour of the apple
they ain’t believe i wrote about it like the book of matthew
now you see, believe me
bsb the brand, i am king t
they just let you down, they ain’t [?]
cook, take a look, where the f-ck they be?
nowhere, magazines no photo there
name a f-ckin’ town, they ain’t even got a show there
bunch of b-tches round, they ain’t even got a ho here
i’m bruce lee troy, yeah the glow here, n-gga

[verse 2: young lito]
uh, it’s bsb we right back on that real sh-t
and were i’m coming talk, homie we come to k!ll sh-t
i got a short temper, guess it’s just that ville sh-t
we known to bring out them big guns for lil’ sh-t
so if you see someone in a blanket it ain’t will smith
but we might be playin’ jada, let’s still spit
my heart numb, i don’t feel sh-t
but i’m cooler now, tryna be on some chill sh-t
but these n-ggas they just tweak sh-t
and i don’t really do the internet beef sh-t
[?] my brother, he be on some peace sh-t
me i’d rather get the gun and rip sh-t
it ain’t a secret, n-gga we a [?] sh-t
f-ckin’ all the hoes that you wishin’ you could sleep with
n-gga you ain’t nice, you just half way decent
never gettin’ light, you’re career’s on a leash b-tch
and you n-ggas dissin’, man are you kidding me?
y’all been rappin’ before i lost my virginity
now i’m rappin’ you’re tryna feed off my energy
you’re a strugglin’ rapper, you not my enemy
i mean literally, what the f-ck is a
to some young n-ggas ballin’, my n-gga am one
“take that” like diddy say
f-ck you and your 50k, i k!ll you n-ggas any day

[hook]

[verse 3: king sevin]
bsb them n-ggas though
you f-ck with me you gotta f-ck one of my n-ggas ho
all in her mouth, i ain’t tryna be a dentist though
she ain’t half blooded, but she catch it when i finish, woah
i’m still a bsb stunta
got spurs in the winter, fly cars in the summer
i run the plays, i ain’t gotta get her number
i touch down and send her back like a punter
cause if i kick it to her she ain’t coming back
she gon’ run through my team like a running back
i give you fifty, want a hundred back
or when you see me you, how you [?] like a lumberjack
believe me, it’s easy
shorty blind, i ain’t the one she came to see
i’m on my grind i’m the one you never see
a b-tch can lose her mind and she gon’ still remember me

[verse 4: avon blocksdale]
block coming through and i get the job done
ran up on him with the nine that how i drop some
i’m playing eeny miney mo on n-ggas
that’s anybody getting hit when i blow the triggers
blocksdale, i could teach you how to tow a n-gga
four pound, take em down underneath the sewer n-gga
come on, let me show you how that glock work
headshot, make a motherf-ckin’ top squirt
come on, i can tell you how that clock work
on the block, careful when them narcs [?]
chef base, so-so on the stove top
corner after corner, half a bird in a week
you’ll get served in the streets
throwing words over beats
[?] when its beef
n-ggas rather take to tweets
doesn’t matter i could get a n-gga murdered in a week
so f-ck a tweet, i could get a n-gga murdered in the streets

- troy ave lyrics

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