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Dave East

One Way

 

One Way


One way, one way, one way

I feel like God with an iPhone
Beam with a scope, shoot a mile long
Hit a Molly on a call, hit a dial tone
Henny sipping by the gallon
I let my daughter get her style on
I got a Mac, shoulder strap on my hip, got the cal on
Looking for another opp I can wyle on
Head shot a nigga, leave with a smile on
Off white with the camo
For my nigga light a candle
I'm smacked now he can't blow
[?] 30 broke in half, that's a 15
Younging I had big dreams, I was like 16
Paint the ceiling in the crib like it's Sistine
Summer 16 made it to the big screen
I was in the zone tryna cop the whip cream
Bunch of baggies in the crib with like 6 fiends
Reminicing all the times when I bought work
With that money ain't no reason we should talk first
Smoking dope in Lascote, that's a golf shirt
Watching Narcos I know how the narcs work
Task force used to raid on a Tuesday
Strip club, I'm getting paid on a Tuesday
Sour diesel by the bouquet
I used to break down ounces now I'm mixing Cristal with D'usse

I could get it all if you need
I don't talk, I don't speak, I avoid catching cases
Last year I was dead broke
But I told my lil bitch, "don't trip I'ma make it"
Foreign got me feeling like I'm rich
On my lap got a clip and my aim is amazing
I ain't been asleep, I've been up
So this money I'ma touch even if I gotta take it
I could get it all if you need
I don't talk, I don't speak, I avoid catching cases
Last year I was dead broke
But I told my lil bitch, "don't trip I'ma make it"
Foreign got me feeling like I'm rich
On my lap got a clip and my aim is amazing
I ain't been asleep, I've been up
So this money I'ma touch even if I gotta take it

Balling like I'm Kobe
My bitch look like Khloe
You can never know me
Think I'm monster Cody
Never smoked the bogey
Presidential Rollie
Call your bitch a goalie
She be catching, flexing, watch me kill 'em slowly
Favorite Glock a .40
I looked up to Tony Montana
And I'm realizing most these rappers phony
Holy matrimony
I got racks up on me
See my status growing
Got a bag from Sony
Most my family cripping like what's cracking homie
I got most the bitches in Manhattan on me
Tryna be my black widow, alimony
Rest in peace to Huddy, rest in peace to Blood
Rolling up a seven, bitch you just a dub
Ravenswood to Harlem, kept a package on me
Hollywood cool and got an actress on me
She was soaking wet, flip the mattress over
Riding with a chauffeur, I slept on the sofa
Codeine demons got me buying soda
Sour dies' scheming till my time is over
I just need a reason homie, like [?]
On my time line bitches talking bout they need me
I done been in apartments full of needles
People make promises and never keep 'em
Fuck a conversation, talking with this Eagle
Desert like Sahara, Porsche Panamera
Love my Aunt Carol, Gucci my apparel
Selling cain, do you like Cousin Harold
Need a million before I have another champ
Kyrie the greatest
Probably kill you if you try to play us
Rappers on the menu probably most your favorite
See my momma stressing tryna pay the cable
Ain't no time for waiting

I could get it all if you need
I don't talk, I don't speak, I avoid catching cases
Last year I was dead broke
But I told my lil bitch, "don't trip I'ma make it"
Foreign got me feeling like I'm rich
On my lap got a clip and my aim is amazing
I ain't been asleep, I've been up
So this money I'ma touch even if I gotta take it
I could get it all if you need
I don't talk, I don't speak, I avoid catching cases
Last year I was dead broke
But I told my lil bitch, "don't trip I'ma make it"
Foreign got me feeling like I'm rich
On my lap got a clip and my aim is amazing
I ain't been asleep, I've been up
So this money I'ma touch even if I gotta take it

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