Troy Ave - Lower Level #NutSax lyrics

[Intro] Oh you talking out of term I think we are all talking together I normally don't do interview with woman Unless I'm fornicating with them So you shouldn't talk any more You see it's back and forth in this mother f**er I'm making my way to the top Stealing my swag I don't give no credit we just cashing out We don't use credit you heard Got it got it V8 driving he's he stay flying You know got this on sumo balling like Juco Dope boy troy the hottest n***a out of New York City mother f**er is still crazy mother f**er Not a tight pants wanting to be pretty mother f**er f** her i just wanted to be rich got all my grizzy With my bu*ter Breaking down the grizzy ten times with the cutter Ten dimes one each than eating with each other The fenes don't suffer with i I do it over I f** who ever judge But i do this to survive i guess I'm the fittest cause I get the work out then i murk out Somewhere freeway so I got nothing to worry about Except these b**hes I'm a f** and I forget my toothbrush And the kicks that goes with these cloths damn i hate to rush Gave me a rush counting a quarter million in twenties That's why I made a song called all about the money And I'm all about God I'm religious but I don't follow The commandments who wrote all them sh** was suspicious Thou shall not k** but i k** the crack game My uncle says it's in my jeans I'm not talking about Bow mien Put n******gs in a box and don't f** yoy mien My eyes have been chinese before I smoked the loud mien Damn I'm higher than a mug And i ask myself a question how much longer i can a dud I don't think I'm for the society Said that i was or mase I mean man If I don't then I'm damned if i do I'm the man It doesn't really don't matter In a book of life they don't have a seventh chapter Think about it the depression built n******gs and broke b**hes Hardly ever leads to more figures Just smoke snitches because they jealous of faith It's more roses for your graves I'm on a whole nother level writing lines with a shovel I'm so underground I get beats from the devil Or chasing cash cause I'm chasing pedal fast I would drive around a BMX bike to the bag I'm on a whole other level i write rhymes with the shovel I'm so underground I get beats from the devil Or chasing cash cause I'm chasing pedal fast I would drive around a BMX bike to the bag I heard i couldn't count a hun when i was back home i Had to buy another crib that would be three i own My new album december 4th I'm back in my zone Put your head by my body for my dick s**er like s** phone Twitter fingers how many times you going to tweeting I'm always on the flyers i guess you always to afraid to meet me And it starts with my nose and my ears and wrist If you tough i dare you take it And use this cheque I'm calling you out But you only answer to Instagramming What do we expect from a low level scandal And facts you just gossip girl No s** you need to stop it girl You been wagging for bozos to a board Alligator watchman in the eyes of the Lord And the eyes on me I get money I made a million while you made jokes Now that's funny ha ha ha Ha ha ha six figures for my car Drop a taxi to a boy and look how far you are Goddamn i can't thought you just came to hate I came to motivate and who is really real and who's fake It's really hit me two hundred times In my matrix and its all for these hoes And it's all for attention You just want to be invited to chill and just take pictures Damn girl you are more b**h that these b**hes When you thought medium when the door hit the border I represent the street if your are in it you are for sure Avenue mad revenue farm pa**ing through Is my world s** or you just a squirrel on my casuals Enough hunger rap pa lacking on the group We gangster through the phone with real n***a persauna Cash beat you up in jail that was the end You beat up a chick went back to jail That was if i ever for aile Emma with aile I'm laughing to the bank it's got this punk checking the mail Word uh I'm the rich n***a what the f** are you You is a b**h n***a what you going to do Not a thing in life that you all can connect And the most you might go to the internet With thurs moving it's all about if it's gangster A p**y chump for a page Hashtag nut sack I'm on a whole other level i write rhymes with the shovel I'm so underground I get beats from the devil Or chasing cash cause I'm chasing pedal fast I would drive around a BMX bike to the bag I'm on a whole other level i write rhymes with the shovel I'm so underground I get beats from the devil Or chasing cash cause I'm chasing pedal fast I would drive around a BMX bike to the bag n***a