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Dave East

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Uh
Uh-uh-uh

Never let nobody think you need 'em (Never)
It's sharks in the water, can't be bleeding
I just wanna freak all through the day and night like a Demon (All day)
From SOB shows to arenas (Sold out)
Pepper, steak, and rice, 207, I'm at Lina's (Uptown)
Nothing 'bout me lucky, Ace Boogie at the cleaner's
Fiends black and white, strip looking like a zebra (Like a zebra)
These rap niggas sweet, half of 'em looking like a diva (Sweet)
Flood the avenue with half, looking like Katrina
I hopped off the train and I was looking at a beamer
Black man winning, that's a BMW, I seen the club
We was down and not tryna go back 'til we was up
Cops get behind us, niggas speed it up
The insides weeded out
Cracked the window, don't turn the speakers up, they on us
Window of opportunities starting to close on you
And got nothing to your name but the clothes on you
Got in an argument with your homie, he stole on you
A grown man with a curfew 'cause parole on you (Damn)
Uh, and it's the same story every [?]
Never playing for more, niggas settle
In and out of prison, getting closer with the Devil
Catching a body in the streets like he winning a medal
They gon' celebrate you
Uh, shoot on your name, you got to keep it on you
Niggas clutching on their pistol when they speaking on you
Mama praying, "Jesus, help, 'cause only he can warn you"
Shawty ain't hearing nothing, it's like he deaf or something
Got your gold on your mind, he thinking of stretching something
Uh, hot all in your bushes, you a threat or somethin'?
It feel good to be set, we was never nothing
Least that's what they told us
But, the streets showed us
Get yo' money how you get it
Now, we breed owners
Breed bosses
Used to taking losses (Uh)
Look both ways before I cross it, you know the streets
Only can I speak on the shit I seen
This shit I did, they gon' scream if it's 'bout the team
Talking torture, [?] surrounded by vultures
Can't wait to put you up like a poster
Really reporting live from the trenches
They killed her only son, get her out here making [?]
Nothing but losers around you, it's hard to be a winner
Allah know I'm a sinner, only hope that he can forgive us (Inshallah)
Christian Dior this, Louis Vuitton that
You ain't taking care of your kids, what you call that?
Bozo niggas, all up in the photo niggas
Chanel on me, I'm a Coco nigga
[?] getters
Found out we really had a dope flow, nigga
Out of town, just me and Loco, nigga
Oh, I'm dollo, nigga
FIve eights on me, I had cinco ochos, nigga
In the Bronx with that Nolo, nigga
Still got it in a chokehold, nigga
Book Of Davis still top ten and I ain't do no promo', nigga

And I ain't done no promo', nigga
'Fore you see me in Rick Owens, I was a Polo nigga

done

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