Payin Homage

(álbum: Troy Ave, Vol. 1 - 2020)

The comeback feel so much better than the come up

Aye, BMF
Free the whole mob till it's nobody left
Free Ramadan, that's my dog to the death
Balling so hard I got a tec and a ref
My money made her wet, BMF
Free the fucking mob till it's nobody left
Free Ramadan, that's my dog to the death
Balling so hard I got a tec and a ref
My money made her wet

Lambos, Bentleys
And drop-top Porsches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my Air Forces
All white snow business, bricks built a fortress
Shop with the bosses in iced-out crosses
Street money, deep money, going corporate
Might as well moving more work than a office
A fortune 500 be a shipment of raw bricks
Dope boys profit always outweigh the losses

Aye, BMF
Free the whole mob till it's nobody left
Free Ramadan, that's my dog to the death
Balling so hard I got a tec and a ref
My money made her wet, BMF
Free the fucking mob till it's nobody left
Free Ramadan, that's my dog to the death
Balling so hard I got a tec and a ref
My money made her wet

Got it for the low, droughting but we pouring
Wayne made it rain, mob came, it was storming
Throw away the phones but the money keeps calling
Feds tapping in, tryna lock us up for balling
Shoulder bounce, ooh, bounce in a foreign
From the Motor City but we known in the New Orleans
From Cali to New York, St. Louis to Atlanta
When we in ya town hoes swear they seen Santa
50 boy from the hole ED started up
Shining like new money, heavy traffic, foreigns parked up
Moving like some brothers, family business, powder product
Come and get ya teeth in something, baby, it's the mob, what!

Aye, BMF
Free the whole mob till it's nobody left
Free Ramadan, that's my dog to the death
Balling so hard I got a tec and a ref
My money made her wet, BMF
Free the fucking mob till it's nobody left
Free Ramadan, that's my dog to the death
Balling so hard I got a tec and a ref
My money made her wet