[Hook: Troy Ave]
It's just the way my day go tryna, finagle the bagel
Playing with the Legos, I'm talking bout the yayo
I be in the mix, in the mix, in the mix, in the mix, in the mix
Making money flip, make it flip, make it flip, make it flip, make it flip
[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
A n***a hardly right but I did this time
Whipping up the white yeah you know his rhymes
All he talk is dealing, balling sh**, and k**ing
That's what the f** I'm seeing on my way to a million
Would you rather I be broke, a struggle rapper for your laughter with no hope?
These n***as lead you to disaster in they quotes, it was depressing every time them n***as wrote
I talk about getting the most out of life my n***a
I can't settle and grin, I'm ain't a Pilgrim, I am built to win
That's why I do well with the blow, I just chill and win
The boy got a glow can't filter him
[Hook: Troy Ave]
[Verse 2: Young Lito]
These n***as don't wanna see me ball, they rather see me fall
Or laying in the morgue, instead of shopping in the mall
Or mad cause I'm like Wall, your boy a young Wizard
When it come to them digits the know I really get it
Got the city on my fitted and the hood on my back
A lot of gold around my neck and on my hip is the strap
They since I started rappin' I don't know how to act
But i was never into acting so front and get clapped
Man down, all you little n***as better stand down
You can't block these shots, put your hand down
The block I used to walk on getting ran now
You ain't deaf I know you heard I'm the man, clown
[Hook (2) : Troy Ave]