Lyrics:
everything to make a ream while I blow up on the rap scene
Catch me?
You hear that?
Ya buddy im Troy Boltin been Living like a wildcat
Barry Bonds at bat, when
doesn't matter what skin you're in
Big yellow taxi cab passed me by
Stopped on the next corner to pick up a white guy
The color of you, the color of me
You
'em hatin' some new sucka niggas
Try it but it's worthless
I'm Barry White deep
You guys are on the surface
Some niggas want the green
But I be where
After a few weeks on the bus
Being porked by Toad-O's road crew
And being too exhausted to do their
Laundry on a regular basis
MARY is dumped in
I'm hell tough, and you can tell
By the way I'm walking around
So cocky I won't be stopped
If I'm accosted by some clown
I tell em
(Sit back down!)
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
Mitt
I'm the head of state, you're like a head of cabbage
'Bout to get smacked by my stimulus package (haha)
You're a bad man with no chance, you
by sin
I got my first gold front from Ben
Eighty-nine, I was into Rakim
For dropping gems
Most niggas learned a lot from him
Grandma used to cook with
white gold
I can tell by the way that he wear it
Seen niggas with the same damn pole
I can tell by the way that they sharing
Lil bitch get me on my zone
I got the chickens, they're finger lickin'
I'm kickin' the game, I got more white than Barry
Benjamin is my itinerary
That nigga trappin' in
find me at
Can't buddy buddy they all slime like that
Got evil on me need to watch my back
See I fell of dog but now I'm right on track
Not scared
Singing Like they Barry white
Niggas be some parasites
Bitches I don't care to hype
I was in the Airy biking
When I had a pair of nikes
Niggas they'd air
They hold my flows and then magnify it with lobby lights
Y’all giving vacuum cleaners runs for their money
Claim Barry MARZ is your bro but bitch I ain’t
and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in
red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do
a spell I got a wand
Bout to chop my head off
I'm just tired of the blonde
Bout to come and clean em' up
Suit and tie like James Bond
Frankie fucked around
got friends rock by myself don't need no right hand
Really got bands stay in the bank like i'm a white man
I dive right in I kill that shit dont need no
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen
My blood hot as volcanic rock formed of canary diamonds
To final Canary Isalnds
My rhymes inspired by environments
Take my name, take the band
Leave me leave with what I can't understand
I'd try to even out this highway tan if I ever turn it around
So buddy let me
Buddies a must, who can I trust
Hoping to split up my guts
Mysterious often hilarious
But I'm ready to bust
Who is the one among us?
I was with black
wanna know my formula
Actavis sippin', nigga no prescription
I got the chickens, they're finger lickin'
I'm kickin' the game
I got more white than Barry
(June, you're a genius)
Yeah, open up, hey
Mane, look, stop it (stop)
Always got my name in some gossip (hot topic)
White diamonds, triple K
diesel flow by the pump bitch
We blowing loud in the function
Smoke pouring out of my lungs shit
Cheesecake Cookies all in my blunt
Sounds like ten amps in
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