Divas & Dimes lyrics

[Intro]
Uh Huh!
Yeah!

[Hook: Troy Ave]
It's too many divas
And not enough dimes
If it ain't about money
Then I ain't got time
Even though I got a Rollie
And chopard with the fish
f*ck these ho's
I'm Going hard with the Bricks

[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
Man its one in the head
And sixteen in the clip
You f*ck with my bread
You getting seen n*gga RIP
Hand to the sky, n*ggas know how I give it up
Coke I supply for the benz and big truck
Tryna get a crib in a name of my b*tch
Had thirty percent cash but her credit wasn't sh*t
She ain't helpin' and she hurtin' had to leave her alone
f*ck SUNY mae I don't need that loan
Left moms duke crib and found my own spot
Switched cars switched bone's sh*t was so hot
I remember holy dog he was followed by the fed's
In an unmarked car about to pick up his kids
I'm like damn homie who the f*cks a snitch?
We sell weight to weightman
Ain't non of them getting hit
Paranoid thoughts running through my head about grimes
Tryna figure what they know certain sh*t I'm dying
With a needle in my arm if a blow drought
Life ain't fair and I've been living so foul
Ain't no raps and plus I had to know how
To get this coke and move it like a snow Plow (Plaowww)
[Hook: Troy Ave]

[Verse 2: Troy Ave]
And time in peace I'm prepared for war
Looking at my time piece I'm prepared for more
Got a mavado a cartier and a rolex
Might buy a audemar maybe the hublot next
Everyday in the streets they telling me you goin' blow next
Selling yay' in the street's to felons you n*gga's bow-flex
I gave a whole another meaning to putting work out
Distribute the work evenly till my work's out
Some n*gga's ain't built really don't ever work out
Strong arm robberies turn them n*gga's to church route
Now the lord with 'em god forbid the law get'em
He going testify on the stand and bring us all with him
Damn, victimizer's become the victim's
n*gga either way it ain't right
It's like counting it with the baggie you ain't weighting it right
Ain't no trying to make a point once I say it ain't right
I'm dealing pound in perico green and white bills for it
Bought more birds then popeyes and that cooking b*tch
Literally through my whip window here you go buy new rolls time to roll minor pole get this dough
When your bread up b*tches get ahead up
And I've been getting so much head it's like a setup
When n*gga's get they drop you get shot from the neck up
f*cking around with dots all your knots going be separate
Mothaf*cka!
[Hook]