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troyboy – insomnia (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1: troyboy]

see i mastered this
be blasphemous if i let you n-ggas have sh-t
i’ll dig your grave up
& stick you right back in the casket you b-st-rds
i throw away your taxes
i settle situations then i throw away the plastic
hop up off the jet, load the lex, with the baggage
& i’m crusin through the streets
seat low, with a badd b-tch
i lace the seats with the kilos for the addicts
chief’n on that cabbage, just peep the way i manage

i
remember, them nights
my stomach rumbled in the dark
for that cash i’d throw that mask on through the night & rob
little to no income families got these children out here starvin
if you feel povertized, i promise i do this sh-t for yall
i used to post southern & valley just to get em off
& kept a snub with six to snug this d-ck off in my drawers
& if jumpouts pull up i’d tuck the work under my b-lls
i rather run with that then f-ck with rats
oh no sir not at all

i put in work, now you other n-ggas owe me
i was a squirt, then i moved up to a og
oz’s
in my backpack, tryna stack cheese
if you tempt me, cl!ck-clack, now you’re history
i see the envy in your eyes & your jealousy
i fade away from my friends & made friends of enemies
tell them n-ggas i ain’t a k!lla but don’t push me
im far from rookie & i could never be p-ssy

[hook]

ridin’ down the highway
(im ridin’!)
blowin’ on that purple haze
(i’m high!)
ain’t been to sleep in days
(im tired!)
cause this money what a n-gga chase
(tryna survive)

[verse 2: troyboy]

i got a fetish
for figures
& triggers
for f-ck n-ggas
& i ain’t a fan of a motherf-ckin cop

stack figures with k!llers
that think sl!cker
so if you f-ckin with business
your mistress
can get shot

show you some crazy sh-t you never seen
im on the scene they gon remember me
that money blindin all i see is green
& everything i do is for the team

(b-tch!)

[bridge]

straight cruisin sittin low
blowin h-lla dro, keep my ears to the city
i shine to every dime on my line
that got they eye on mine
heat with me

for my n-ggas on lockdown
hold your heads up dont frown
cuz’ ima hold it down for my side of town
& bring it right back to the city

[hook]

[outro: troyboy] (x2)

im ridin down that highway
im ridin down that highway
ridin down that highway
im ridin down that highway

from 85 to 95
im ridin down that highway
from sun up to sun down
im ridin down that highway

{laughs}

- troyboy lyrics

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