Tonart: F minor
Intro 1
Gm
Eb
Verse 1
Gm
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Eb
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Verse 2
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Gm
Bitch ass niggas bring my name up a lot
I guess its 'cause a nigga
really came up a lot
Eb
I'm so fucking hood I took the
name from my block
DopeBoy Troy I cook cocaine up a lot
Gm
Eb
Selling whole keys I am not
Came in this game rich
Clear to see I really live
what I rap nigga
Rappers taking shots but
I really clap niggas
Gm
Really in the hood driving
6 figure foreigns
Really pay cash not with that
owing or no borrowing
Eb
He ain't get a Rollie 'til
he got a deal nigga
I bought me some rollies off
the drugs I deal nigga
Gm
And I iced it out so
disrespectful it's a slug
I'm a young OG that's fucking
OG nigga's daughters
Eb
And they must respect it
because they feel something
Niggas in they pussy might
as well be a real one
Gm
I got children, two sons Roro and Renzo
New guns who wanna get hit
Busting at these bird ass niggas like Nintendo
I play in Versace I'm done
Gm
wearing that corny Kenzo
Verse 3
Why these rap niggas be on dick, why?
Why they like a bitch?
Why they jumping clique to clique, why?
Eb
Why they faking pumps?
Why I'm really with the shit?
Why am I so real, why?
Why I'm really rich, really rich?
Gm
Why these rap niggas be on dick, why?
Why they like a bitch?
Why they jumping clique to clique, why?
Eb
Why they faking pumps?
Why I'm really with the shit?
Why am I so real, why?
Verse 4
Why I'm really rich?
Gm
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Eb
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Verse 5
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Gm
I be taking guns out the
hands of suckers
Ankle bracelet on me man
this shit ain't justice
Eb
Bullet holes in me but I'm physically
painless
Don't come around me if you ain't with it,
I'm dangerous
Gm
Look up to the sky and
I pray to the lord
I don't look up to none of
these rappers they frauds
Eb
I bought a new crib 'bout
to buy me a Spur
I just scored big,
Gm
betting points on the Spurs
Bought my bitch a watch
and a nice lil' coat
Soon as the weather great
I'ma buy me a boat
Eb
Bullet in my head still ain't fuck up the wave
It hurt to get a fade so I grew
Balmain pants on me take 'em
off fuck a bitch
Diamonds dance on me 'cause
I'm black and I'm rich
Eb
They telling lies on me saying
a real nigga snitched
My reply only eat a real nigga dick
Gm
Look, niggas jumping clique to clique,
Eb
disgusting
Gm
Niggas pumping but they bitch,
Me I get a lot of chicks,
so I'm ruffling
The feathers on these bird ass niggas,
fuck 'em
Gm
I'm the self- made, self- paid dope boy,
jefe, Troy Ave
Coming up out the city letting lead spray
Eb
Self- made, self- paid, dope boy,
jefe, Troy Ave
Gm
Coming up out the city letting lead spray
Verse 6
Why these rap niggas be on dick?
Why they like a bitch?
Why they jumping clique to clique?
Eb
Why they faking pumps?
Why I'm really with the shit?
Why am I so real, why?
Gm
Why I'm really rich, really rich?
Why these rap niggas be on dick?
Why they like a bitch?
Why they jumping clique to clique?
Eb
Why they faking pumps?
Why I'm really with the shit?
Why am I so real, why?
Verse 7
Why I'm really rich?
Gm
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Eb
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
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