[Intro: Troy Ave/Ross/Jeezy]
It's the Remix though! (Young Troy what it do!?)
DJ still gon' k** this part (It's the world n***a)
Roofeeo on the beat
Troy Ave make the Cypher complete (BSB)
[Hook: Troy Ave]
You never seen nothin' like this, Splash Brothers with the aim
I wish a n***a would boy
A n***a sleeping with your misses
n***a call me Young 'Melo cause scoring is my sh** boy
I'm CP3 cuz I be dishin' and handlin' the rock
Chef cooking with the pot boy
It's all about the muthaf**in' money
It's all about the muthaf**in' money
It's all about the muthaf**in' money (Yeaaaaah)
It's all about the muthaf**in' money
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Step up in this b**h with my shades on (Snow!)
All I see is bands, b**h I got my rays on
My j**eler call me Mr. Rolex n***a (n***aaa)
Wrists game so strong, they call me Bowflex n***a (Daaaamn)
Twenty thousand square feet, b**h my crib way out (Way out)
BK Barclay, b**h I brought Jay out (Yeaaaaah)
I was, 14 bought my first Presidential (How you ride?)
Had the mini 14 in the rental (b-boo)
Blue Lamb, yellow Lamb, even had a white one (white one)
Can't forget the kiwi green, even had a Sprite one (whooooo)
Took the Jacob Marc to Jacobs n***a (and I was [?] n***a)
With facing 10, big money beat the case, so What's Up!? (Ha- Haaaa)
[Hook: Troy Ave]
[Verse 2: Troy Ave]
I be in the hood, drop Wrangler
Toilet paper in my Porsche cause I'm sh**tin'
94th and Willmohr in the kitchen
Cooking birds n***as saying thanks for giving
Arnold Schwarzenegger arm from the whippin' [2x]
Won't reply to you n***as sneak dissin'
s** a dick when you see me know I'm grippin'
[Hook: Troy Ave]
[Verse 3: Troy Ave]
No limit to my money I should get a tank
They walk me through the back entering the bank
Base running Aaron so I'm giving hank
That's a hit had him hit leave the n***a plankin'
He got six feet, I got six figures
Nothin' less but six shot coming off the hip
Life's a trip, life a gamble, I'm a big chipper
1000 dollar hand wrist glitter b**h n***a
[Hook: Troy Ave]
[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
(You know I love this)
(If you don't f** with this, n***a die slow)
Menace to society, c**aine brothers
My dog made three Feds magazine covers
Get shot for the beat, wash up on the beach
bu*t naked full of hoes, Timbs on ya' feet
Ya' stretched on the block, cover with the top
Backwoods, stay strapped, smokin' in the dark
n***a snitch on forty n***as, how ya' writing books?
I'm from the city, testify and get yo' body took
f** 'em all, rats on me cause I hold the cheese
Been had him in the Sco' and now it's time to squeeze
50 stacks of costs, boy now pay the penalty
f** all ya' kids, I swear to God, you gon' remember me
Words are powerful, it's time to see my n***as eat
In a two seater, in Atlanta, pickin' up mean
Ferrari or the Lambo, cause I got em both
n***a took a chain, next they know I got 'em smoked
Neva rob, baby, I'm so foreva' mob
I'm out in Vegas at the ponds, playing peddle ball
Push a bu*ton I can turn a b**h to battle raw
k** yaself n***a, how ya' rat on all ya' dawgs?
Play my position, here I am, so now it's time to ball
Troy Ave, now it's time to ball
[Hook: Troy Ave/Jeezy]
It's all about the muthaf**in' money (monaaay)
It's all about the muthaf**in' money (money)
It's all about the muthaf**in' money (Yeaaaah)
It's all about the muthaf**in' money
[Outro: Troy Ave]
I flourish under the fire, laugh in the face of doubt
You ain't got enough money or fingers to count me out
BSB Records make the cypher complete
We the #1 independent label in the streets
And you 'sno that
Free Abdul my team, gotta' get my bro back (Drummma)
Salute to the fans, supporters and the DJs
Always
Outie