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Press Spray
1,104
Hip-Hop/Rap
Press Spray was released on April 17, 2017 by Boom.Records as a part of the album Nupac
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AlbumNupac
Release DateApril 17, 2017
LabelBoom.Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Troy Ave
Troy Ave
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Ave
Troy Ave
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
God gone sort these **** out
It's called divine intervention
[Verse 2]
I been not gave a fuck, now I don't give a fuck more
I been shot been persecuted by the law
I got my own people coming to attack
But this is how it go in the hood when you're black
Man this shit wack like a Joe Budden track
And some would say damn Ave why you sayin' that?
'Cause he lied to my face in my back spilled crap
Pumped up to talk down who gassed that
Jealousy is fake
Seen boy do the same shit to Drake
We both fuck women that he date
When it comes to hoes he wears a cape
I wear icy face but no time being spent on a bum bitch
I'm a rich ****, but I'm on the dumb shit
Hating ass **** I don't fuck with
Got my name in your mouth where the cum fit
You a drug addict and a bitch beater
Rap podcast and a dick eater
Tryna see how my balls taste
Ask your chick she in the vid licking my face, nasty
And when you asked about her she say Joe don't smack me
You's a bitch dog
[Verse 3]
Truth is light
I son these lames, **** won't get away with my name
Troy Ave is hot, the want the flame
They careers down the hill I'm boarding the plane
Truth is light
I son these lames, **** won't get away with my name
Troy Ave is hot, the want the flame
They careers down the hill I'm boarding the plane
[Verse 4]
These dweebs call me a bozo from their perspective
Of course you can't understand a **** that's getting this money
When you broke, it's what I expected
**** be cold tryna feed off heat
My foreign's get drove while they be on feet
Mad as fuck, sad as fuck, callused up
Times is hard, life is rough
No dice, mice, and the hoes for real
It's been 20 years since your record deal
You need a dad or a uncle Phil
Someone to say it ain't right to steal
You cried in court like a fucking dill
Pickle **** you's a fickle ****
You 44 don't mean shit lil' ****
Fecal matter's eat shit lil' ****
Talk to me about shit lil' ****
Tell you apologize to the guy
You robbed for a ring
And money up out the point when he was giving you a cabbie ride
[Verse 5]
Crack head
You doing crowds like a brag head
Crack head, get on my top like a black head
You the, general of general admission
Outside the club no bread to get in
You go click to click, dick to dick
Oh lil' **** I didn't forget
Remember you was signed to the game
What happened to the Ruff Ryder thing?
I remember seeing you outside my show in the fucking rain
Yelling, yo Troy Ave you doing your thing
[Verse 6]
**** talk shit out the same lips that they suck dick
**** talk shit out the same lips that they suck dick
Why do **** suck dick out the same lips that they talk shit?
I don't do shit
You **** is bi-bi-bitch
Don't act like you don't know the ****
It was a problem
Sitting in the back
With a bum ass coat on in the rain
Your stupid fucking face
Your stupid fucking sesame street face
[Verse 7]
These dweebs called me a weirdo from their perspective
Of course you can't understand a **** that's getting this money
When they broke it's what I expected
Listen, these dweebs call me a weirdo from their perspective
Of course you can't understand a **** that's getting this money
When they broke it's what I expected
[Verse 8]
I made you boy, I gave you fame
Gave you an allowance, gave you the game
I let you rap, I made you gang
Now it's a shame you went Hovane
**** ain't show up to the hospital when I was shot
That means that the bitch made ingrates
Oh everything I done for 'em they forgot
It's sad cause I really had love for him
Was down to die and catch slugs for him
But when your boy needed helped I looked around and damn
There wasn't none for 'em
[Verse 9]
My closest friends did me in
My closest friends, my homies
People I done took care of they whole family
I done took care of everything for 'em
Looked out for 'em, put 'em in the game
Everything turned on me
Fear is stronger than love
Remember that, fear is stronger than love
All the love I gave didn't mean nothin' when it came to fear
So it's all good, but I'ma soldier I always survive
I constantly come back, you know what I mean?
Only thing that can kill me is death
That's the only thing that will ever stop me is death
And even then my music will live forever
Written by: Troy Ave
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