Quarter Million

(アルバム： Major Without A Deal - 2015)

[Hook Troy Ave:]
Quarter million dollars, fifty rubber bands
If you ain't into getting money, you won't understand
Petty motherfucker, I got bigger plans
I been about my business and I been a man

More money, more problems, I invite the stress
More money, more problems, I invite the stress
More money, more problems, I invite the stress
RIP to B.I.G., the homie said it best

[Verse 1 Troy Ave]
In the streets of Brooklyn, I'm a motherfucking hero
Started running wit' the 'caine like Nevin Shapiro
Speaking of frauds, when I'm out, they be in my ear
Pussy-niggas know better than to get in my way
You playing both sides, you don't think we know about it
Until you both die and they making sure about it
Cold Case Files, cold Cristal
Giving pain, sit in pain as he kissed out

[Hook Troy Ave:]
Quarter million dollars, fifty rubber bands
If you ain't into getting money, you won't understand
Petty motherfucker, I got bigger plans
I been about my business and I been a man

[Verse 2 Troy Ave:]
Uh, I be flourished under the fire, laugh in a face of doubt
You ain't got enough money, your fingers'll count me out
I heard haters supposed to do me something, all they do is pout
They don't do it in my presence cause they know what I'm about
Troy blow smoke, I ain't talking no weed
BSB niggas, we a whole 'nother breed
They try to bury us, they ain't know that we was seeds
Growing from the concrete, open crack, we succeed, nigga

[Hook Troy Ave:]
Quarter million dollars, fifty rubber bands
If you ain't into getting money, you won't understand
Petty motherfucker, I got bigger plans
I been about my business and I been a man

[Verse 3 Cam'ron:]
Uh, over green, red [?], black gage
Do pussy, put 'em on back page
Above the law, what the fuck I'm respecting 'em for?
Money and violence, do disrespect in his jaw
I get them Ms and be leave 'em every bit of G
I keep the Ks and your girlfriend can get the D
You want to get money? Need to get wit' me
Mr. Flee, got more gold chains than Mr. T
Summertime, chilling on the stoop
Five [?] and fiend cleaning up the coupe, but I...
Quarter million dollars, fifty rubber bands
Eighty on the pinky, hundred on the other hand, man

[Hook Troy Ave:]
Quarter million dollars, fifty rubber bands
If you ain't into getting money, you won't understand
Petty motherfucker, I got bigger plans
I been about my business and I been a man