[Intro: Troy Ave]

You know I'm 'bout that NYC

Powder!

You want that dope shit, fuck with me

[Hook: Troy Ave]

Lifestyles of the rich and shameless

Some people get to change, some go changeless

Some worry bout the name, wanna be famous

Some end up with they brain blown off by the stainless

[Verse 1: Troy Ave]

Flipping through the TV and I’m like yo ain’t shit on

It’s me and Pac ? long hair thick joint

Massage her before I stroke er, she workin on my shoulders

But on a side note, what the fuck is maybe soda?

Ain't see my nigga since we made a trade for them gats

I caught a body with his shit, I hope he don’t want it back

Frontin' ass nigga deserved it, please don’t judge you ain’t perfect

I hold court in the street and murder was the verdict

Jewelry on, baby girl admire my ice

And it’s my birthday, I did 25 now life remains

I sip the pain and twist the Jane

Hit the flame, I just want the money, fuck the fame

Be ashamed that they said Troy Ave that nigga

And my bank account sayin' I got low ass figures

I am highly motivated by these broke ass niggas

Any funny moves, know I blow smoke, blow! nigga

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

My partner did a decade, my code name Jefe

Plus I’m known to whip it like Kunta Kente

Former side bitch so imagine what my lady got

Used a Maybach like the Marriott

Bought a foreclosed home

Used it for a jewelry box, a chain spot

Just ordered shrimp fried rice straight out the Chinese spot

Organized crime, if it was a team I’d be on the starting five

Sippin lean with my guys

Having the same cocaine nightmares

I wear jewelry like Nike airs, brick look like iPads

Menace to society, guess I'm the new O-Dog

Typecast, they think all I do is turn up songs

You know my lifestyle, easy come, easy go

The Panamera cleaner than a bar of soap

I stay levelheaded with a Giuseppe fetish

Guess it’s hereditary cause my dad was a felon

[Hook x2]