[Pastor Troy]They had me dodgin' the law, while I was serving my rawThough I was young in the game, a lot of things I sawI just bought that fifty pack, and just believed in meAnd with barely could ease, that fifty pack fit the peasI got mo' cheese than Kraft, but teachers laughed at meThey asked me what would I be with out my damn degreeI told them they would see me on T. V. And videosI'm all about that money, y'all can have them hoesAnd I got goals, I know that I can do all thingsCause now I make my beats, I write, I singAnd pain was my stepping stoneHelp me realize shit, even my own'll do me wrongBut y'all a never stop me, 'cause see I got this game in orderStarted off with a fifty pack, with dreams of a quarterCatching that thing from the border, and leave my enemies cryingI will never be stopped, so you can stop ya' tryin'Chorus: Stop tryin' nigga[Pastor Troy]Okay my money was mandatory, the glory of wealthIt's plenty niggas with promises, I keep them myselfI'm 15 on this grind, but my age don't matterAll they want is that butter, from whoever come fasterAnd I was after a monoply, ambition to ruleBe the Hitler of this game, if I keep my coolI'm counting money every morning from the previous nightGo and spend, ten with Twin, heard he packing 'em tightI'm sitting right, I'm right where I wanted to beAin't no mo' fifty packs for me, give me the whole kiAnd I'm sure that you agree that I be hard to stopIn the three, yes three, years, I went from block to blockAnd now these haters are hot, cause I done locked the counterGot the calibur glock, because I know that they 'round meFound me laughing at these pussy boys, making me sickWhile y'all be shooting for attention, I be shooting to hitAnd who I'm with don't matter, cause I'm gone handle my ownGot them down south georgia boys in case you get wrongIt won't be long 'till doctors doing autopsyCause reason for death, its' gone send back to meCause y'all can't stop me, nigga, shit, this game in orderStarted off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarterCatching that thing from the border, leave my enemies cryin'I will never be stopped, so y'all can stop ya' tryin'Chorus[Pastor Troy]Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with coverSend a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla'And they say that that's a small price, I disagreeIf ya' stuck between a small life, unlike meI can't see myself going out, without a battlePut the bomb on the stadium, aviod the hassleFlip the tassle, I'm a skull cap, I graduatedFrom the school of hard knocks, nigga, others ain't make itSo I make it my duty to be richer than Rudy, yeah RamoCause this here pay way mo', you decideAnd ain't no mo' lettin' me ride, hell nah shawtyBe starrin' down the barrel of that autieDon't test me, arrest me, I'm out like Gotti, without a clueTell the judge that they besta pop me, or die too!County blue, not my forteI'm only comfortable when I got on that grind with what, with a A. K. And with aCouple of banana clips, dip in ya lipBetter hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect itPerfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin'And watch em' pay, I ain't the oneMany come up, until I dump 'em, but then they scatterI leave ya' mamma asking ya' baby what's the matterI'm after ya' ligaments, no movementFrom Down South Georgia bitch, I represent!!!Convince the jury, we done payed them offEvidence don't matter, since they paid, you lostI'm the boss, that cost ain't even worth conversationPastor Troy, the pastor of the true congregationBlood wasting if ya' cross me, ya' lost me 'causeWas a eye for a eye, now its' slug for A slug!June Bug know I lay 'em low, that 44, he got's to goShit, he got's to go, shitNigga stop tryin' nigga, stop tryin'
Please consider supporting this site by
Clicking Here and Bookmarking whenever you search and shop Amazon.
It costs you nothing but it supports us and gives us credit and we appreciate it greatly.