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Dave East

Hallway Piss (Bonus Track)

 

Hallway Piss (Bonus Track)

(アルバム: Fortune Favors The Bold - 2023)


I be the swift one
Get love in Michigan, feel like the pistons
Chocolate brown, Channel on the purse, just got her lips dirty
My stock rise like Wall Street, cousin got master Rollie
Billboard in time square bright to those that actually know me
Hallway piss, I still could smell it as I sip
Brown liquor night, we fighting over nothing, niggas flip
Snatching rings Cubans
Take off that bracelet while you at it
We built for static, but keep it smoother than a fabric
Of that Coogi sweater Biggie wore
This mafia like little Cease
Spaghetti with the fish, couple bitches that look Vietnamese
Pearls on like Queen Elizabeth, they had they own hand
Stallions, came in on horseback, shit look like low did
That's Ralph Lauren, now it's down in Tino, I just oredered Pinot
Grigio, plus I'm with a actress and I accidentally fucked
Me and the RZA connect, naughty sweats
Never lace my Tims, harden my sweats
Caught in the flesh, nigga

If I could trade the fame and all the jewelers to get my homies back
I realized, don't spend a lot of time where niggas know you at
Bought back the block, they tried to close us, but we opened back
Steppin over piss in the hallway, I had to go in that
Intelligent thugs, my man reading books and selling drugs
Ain't got a hating Bone in his body, he spreading love
They say knowledge gives freedom, if he would've listened he'd prolly be breathing
I feel you pain, I know your soul, you think it's probably defeated
I smoke the fronto leaf while Bob playing
Serenading my spirits, nothing I'm fearing
Covered by God's angels
Palm angels, they made the socks that I put on my feet
Niggas like to tweet, but we can't eat, unless we hit the streets
Clip the cigar, put on a Quentin Tarantino flick
Me and Kaseem and Rick had plans of watchin kilos flip
Babylon on the prowl, that shit get fowl
A hundred miles an hour, no slowing down, get out the town
Cash be in the luggage, bet the baddest bitches gon' love it
No introduction, catchin jail if I ever touch it
We still the greatest, the crib is spacious, I get lost in there
The workers act different when the boss is there

Can't be hesitant, half the time they hate us 'cause our melanin
Told me as a shorty I could never win
Tables turned, pulled up like the President
Separate the solid from the extra shit
Stand up niggas, we could never
Can be hesitant, half the time they hate us 'cause our melanin
Told me as a shorty I could never win
Tables turned, pulled up like the President
Separate the solid from the extra shit
Stand up niggas, we could never sit

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Yeah
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Yeah
Bigger than rap
Yeah

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