Yankee - Finagle the Bagel lyrics

[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]