Troy Ave - "Hot Boy" (Official Music Video)

[The War Report]

Even I can't hate.



Need the IG of shorty though. :smugkat:

 

[Cadillac]

Guy has gotten better lyrically(similie/metaphor-/wordplay wise)

 

[Cadillac]

2nd verse is fire as hell

Yep

only put my faith in God cause nikkas be bluffin'
When your back against the wall you see everybody frontin'
Wearin' all Givenchy in the photos and the news
Down to my slippers, try and walk in my shoes
Gotta watch what you say talkin' to dudes
Cause nikkas be tellin' get to court and see him too
Paid my lawyer fees and my bail and my dues
Bout to pay and take my family on another cruise
Bein' a real man is the road less traveled
Responsibilities ain't never been a hassle
nikkas want beef like they own a White Castle
So nikkas come creepin' they gonna hit gavels
All my raps is real, put my hand on the Bible
My life is a movie all that's missin' is a title
I be seen shootin' out the end of a rifle
These are not for kids but the kid is an idol
Pull up in some shyt and I let it run idle
Not a short paper player, money tall as the Eiffel
Tower up at Lenny's, fukk her when I slide through
The clams and the oysters get her wet as a bayou
Was drownin' in sorrow now I make my moms glad
Back in 9th grade sold drugs on (?)Ave
Young dope boy king Troys transition
I see man who don't make change and then get missin'
Lost in the system or lost where they dig 'em
A sentence feel worse than death depend on what they given
I was gone all this time you nikkas still ain't hot
You nikkas just rappers I real, they pop
King Troy everything real, they not
My art imitate life and not the other way, watch
No more doing nothing for nikkas off the love
No more coming through as a favor, that's a dub
I don't wanna hear about no promo points and splits
I don't fukk with artists who don't really live what they spit
And shyt you shouldn't either
This is fake nikka Ether
Troy Ave the realest nikka comin' out his speakers
Out the East Coast, out the hood like "see ya"
Crabs in the barrel, in my rear view, leave ya
So long, so long, so long
It's way too much shade, I'ma go and get my glow on
bytch nikka parade, go ahead and get your float on
God is great, my paper's straight and so on
Free the real


Boy was spitting and talking that shyt

 

[the kid]

Dope track. Cool vid.

 

[FreshAIG]

Yep

only put my faith in God cause nikkas be bluffin'
When your back against the wall you see everybody frontin'
Wearin' all Givenchy in the photos and the news
Down to my slippers, try and walk in my shoes
Gotta watch what you say talkin' to dudes
Cause nikkas be tellin' get to court and see him too
Paid my lawyer fees and my bail and my dues
Bout to pay and take my family on another cruise
Bein' a real man is the road less traveled
Responsibilities ain't never been a hassle
nikkas want beef like they own a White Castle
So nikkas come creepin' they gonna hit gavels
All my raps is real, put my hand on the Bible
My life is a movie all that's missin' is a title
I be seen shootin' out the end of a rifle
These are not for kids but the kid is an idol
Pull up in some shyt and I let it run idle
Not a short paper player, money tall as the Eiffel
Tower up at Lenny's, fukk her when I slide through
The clams and the oysters get her wet as a bayou
Was drownin' in sorrow now I make my moms glad
Back in 9th grade sold drugs on Nostrand Ave
Young dope boy king Troys transition
I see man who don't make change and then get missin'
Lost in the system or lost where they dig 'em
A sentence feel worse than death depend on what they given
I was gone all this time you nikkas still ain't hot
You nikkas just rappers I real, they pop
King Troy everything real, they not
My art imitate life and not the other way, watch
No more doing nothing for nikkas off the love
No more coming through as a favor, that's a dub
I don't wanna hear about no promo points and splits
I don't fukk with artists who don't really live what they spit
And shyt you shouldn't either
This is fake nikka Ether
Troy Ave the realest nikka comin' out his speakers
Out the East Coast, out the hood like "see ya"
Crabs in the barrel, in my rear view, leave ya
So long, so long, so long
It's way too much shade, I'ma go and get my glow on
bytch nikka parade, go ahead and get your float on
God is great, my paper's straight and so on
Free the real


Boy was spitting and talking that shyt

Fixed. And yeah he went off

 

[L. Deezy]

song bangs

 

[eastsideTT]

 

[HARLEM AL]

I still play this mixtape.

 

[SunZoo]

Not a fan but this is smooth and that girl in the yellow shirt would get that work.

 

[TEKBEATZ]

i like

 

[Cadillac]

Fixed. And yeah he went off

What did u fix

 

[FreshAIG]

What did u fix

Nostrand Ave