Artist: Troy Ave f/ 2 Chainz Album: White Christmas 2 Song: Lost Boyz Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Intro: Troy Ave] You know I'm 'bout that N.Y.C. Powder! You want that dope shit fuck with me [Chorus: Troy Ave] Lifestyles of the rich and shameless Some people get the change some go changeless Some worry 'bout the name, wanna be famous Some end up with they brain blown off by the stainless [Verse One: Troy Ave] I flip through the TV and I'm like yo ain't shit on It's me Posh V.A. with the long hair thick joint Massage her before I stroke her, she workin on my shoulders But on a side note, where the fuck is Mayne Soda?! Ain't see my nigga since we made a trade for them gats I caught a body with his shit I hope he don't want it back Frontin ass nigga deserved it please don't judge you ain't perfect I hold court in the street, and murder was the verdict Jewelry on, baby girl admires my ice And it's my birthday, I did twenty five now life remains I sip the pain and twist the jane hit the flame I just want the money, fuck the fame Be ashamed that they said Troy Ave that nigga And my bank account sayin I got low ass figures I am highly motivated by these broke ass niggas Any funny moves know I blow smoke, BLAOW! Nigga! [Chorus: Troy Ave] Lifestyles of the rich and shameless Some people get the change some go changeless Some worry 'bout the name, wanna be famous Some end up with they brain blown off by the stainless Lifestyles of the rich and shameless Some people get the change some go changeless Some worry 'bout the name, wanna be famous Some end up with they brain blown off by the stainless [Verse Two: 2 Chainz] My partner did a decade my code name Jefe Plus I'm known to whip it, like Kunta Kinte I form a side bitch so imagine what my lady got Used a Maybach like the Marriott Bought a foreclosed home, used it for a jewelry box a chain spot Just ordered shrimp fried rice straight out the chinese spot Organized crime if it was a team I'd be on the starting five sippin lean with my guys Havin the same cocaine nightmares I wear jewelry like Nike airs, brick look like iPads +Menace II Society+ guess I'm the new O-Dog Typecast they think all I do is turnt up songs You know my lifestyle, easy come easy go The Panamera cleaner than a bar of soap I stay level headed with a Guiseppe fetish Guess it's hereditary 'cause my dad was a felon Uh! [Chorus: Troy Ave] Lifestyles of the rich and shameless Some people get the change some go changeless Some worry 'bout the name, wanna be famous Some end up with they brain blown off by the stainless