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Dave East – Still Here Lyrics Lyrics, Letra Dave East
Intro
Get you some money, nigga

Verse 1
When you broke, it make your life harder
Money changed a lot of shit
Everything I seen was real, at funerals like I’m convinced
Blood on my hands, dirt on my sneakers
I seen the reaper
Niggas ain’t gangsta, they deacons, that’s why you hardly seen ‘em
I pledge allegiance to the drug dealers
Say my name, the club fill up
Mama prayed we never be no thug niggas
My pops was a problem, the fuck I’m ‘posed to be
Keep it solid, no sucker in mе, that’s how it’s supposed to be
On Google, lookin’ up my namе, my life ain’t for the lames
Show string around his arm, he lookin’ for a vein
Youngin’ all he see is racks, said he lookin’ for some pain
He just dropped four on the Phantom and took it to the brain
Like, are you crazy?
All of us got our own vices, I got this shit in the vice
Got what you need
Check out the prices, trip to Belize, stop, shop and excite
Welcome to the graveyard, some call it the night shift
Plenty of money to get
You could get rich, it’s all up to you
You want a Honda, or you want a Bentley?
You don’t fire on nobody, you gon’ miss
Got tell his mama she ‘bout to be sick
Got in the wrong lane, couldn’t switch
Smokin’ on my own strain in the vent
Bape on all white leather seats
Whiter than cocaine when you sniff
Watch out the dope game, what it did
She ain’t got no brain, but she thick
I had a rope chain, like I’m Rakim with a .38 on my hip
I took the four train with a suitcase with like thirty plates in that bitch
Seen way too much heartbreak, put a 808 on my wrist
Back and forth, we ain’t never cool, it be day to day with my bitch
Feel like MJ with that .45, might fade away if I’m lit
Ain’t no NFL, I been through hell, when they raid nigga, they blitz
Aye, nigga, that’s Crip
Put that on fate, nigga, don’t play
Thinking ‘bout what you could make with us
If you down, with us ‘til the grave, nigga
Chorus
I took losses, I got back then I got lost again, I’m still here
Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here
Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don’t feel the same but I’m still here
Still rollin’ like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
Took losses, I got back then I got lost again, I’m still here
Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here
Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don’t feel the same but I’m still here
Still rollin’ like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here

Verse 2
Ain’t no weave, shit real here
Life come like life go, buss it down, it’s a light show
That ain’t real, that’s diet coke, know it’s fake but you buy it though
Watch what I say, they be wired, bro
Niggas play like how they in the race
But they out of shape, lookin’ tired, bro
Wishin’ over homies dyin’, bro
Mama cryin’, tryna get through the pain and hit a higher note
If you from it, that’s just how it go
Phone call, then he gotta go
When the shooty blow, then it’s adios
At his door like dominoes, let his grandma and his mama know
Down South, we at Papadeaux’s
Cops raid, then we gotta close
Lot of bags like we buy clothes, I been like this since a snotty nose
Body cold, man, body froze, man down, hope nobody told
When that body don’t nobody know but the lobby with a lot of smoke
Monty always said I was a rebel like I’m Rowdy
But I’m more like Bobby though
Foreign shit like I’m Fivio, reportin’ live from Al Badio
Tweakin’ with a couple freaks all up in the sheets
Probably over Molly though
The number one stunner, I ain’t never been to Hollygrove
Hollywood bitches know I’m hood, but they wouldn’t do, niggas know I would
What they couldn’t do, niggas know I could
Bridge
I say a prayer for niggas that’s gone
I say a prayer for niggas that’s here
I say a prayer for niggas that’s real
I say a prayer for niggas that’s weird

Chorus
I took losses, I got back then I got lost again, I’m still here
Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here
Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don’t feel the same but I’m still here
Still rollin’ like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
Took losses, I got back then I got lost again, I’m still here
Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I’m still here
Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don’t feel the same but I’m still here
Still rollin’ like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
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Dave East – Long Way (Audio) ft. Cordae Lyrics
You wanna be rich or you wanna be broke?

Thinkin’ to myself, I had a long night
Woke up somewhere else, I had a long flight
Sweatsuit for the flight, I got it, Off White
This for my niggas really came up off white
You ain’t never been on no mission that touched your heart, right?
You ain’t never fucked no bitch till she ain’t walk right
I know youngins that shoot funny like they Cartwright
Home invasions feel amazing till you get caught, right?
We masked up like Bane on them dark nights
FN bullets treat your body like a shark bite
Outside on them benches under park lights
That phone ring, you better answer, I don’t call twice
In a smoker crib, could find me all night
Made enough for mama groceries, now, we alright
Homie, you pussy with a strap, that mean you all dyke
In these New York City nights, you better talk nice

Thinkin’ to myself, I came a long way
I could’ve took the wrong exit and went the wrong way
I’m just praying to God they let these songs play
I ain’t have to follow niggas, found my own way
This shit ain’t a game, so nigga, don’t play
Don’t never make a bet you know you won’t pay
Think I could get away with murder, bitch, I’m OJ
Smokin’ good, seat back, play the O’Jays

Seat back, Maybach, Luther Vandross
House slippers, gold chains with a damn robe
What I drive today? Mercedes or the Land Rove’
Yeah, you thought that was your mans but your man’s told
Hundreds in my bankroll but all that glitters ain’t gold
I swore my heart done turned cold but that’s just how the game goes
I be in the crib home theater watching Django
Thinking about the past like, why the fuck I come for lame hoes?
Was dreaming of fortunes for me to schemes and extortions
I blow a bag up at Nordstroms, I used to party at Morgan
Them college days I was not as paid
Used to sell weed after class and work at Fridays
Dorm room, I would burn sage and bump Sade
Bring a baddie back and blow that back out ‘bout five ways
Oh yeah, back in my day
Dreaming of the future, we done came up from the past
Livin’ out today like this shit gone be my last, my God

Thinkin’ to myself, I came a long way
I could’ve took the wrong exit and went the wrong way
I’m just praying to God they let these songs play
I ain’t have to follow niggas, found my own way
This shit ain’t a game, so nigga, don’t play
Don’t never make a bet you know you won’t pay
Think I could get away with murder, bitch, I’m OJ
Smokin’ good, seat back, play the O’Jays

With some bitches that go both ways
When I seen Nas in Belly I got a low fade
Iverson talkin’ ‘bout practice made me grow braids
We was dusty coming up, shoutout to Locane
Now, I’m in some foreign shit takin’ up both lanes
A lot of years they gave them prisons, still they won’t change
I never seen referees up in the dope game
I feel like Meech, gold rollie, couple gold chains
Blowin’ money fast, blowin’ money fast
Couldn’t tell me shit, I counted a couple hundred cash
Don’t want to drive it if it ain’t at least two hundred on the dash
Everybody wanna ride with you until you crash

Thinkin’ to myself, I came a long way
I could’ve took the wrong exit and went the wrong way
I’m just praying to God they let these songs play
I ain’t have to follow niggas, found my own way
This shit ain’t a game, so nigga, don’t play
Don’t never make a bet you know you won’t pay
Think I could get away with murder, bitch, I’m OJ
Smokin’ good, seat back, play the O’Jays

Fortune Favors the Bold

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Dave East – ABOVE WATER [Official Visualizer] Lyrics
Yeah, uh (Dave West)

I couldn’t picture me performin’ on them corner store mornings (Nah)
The streets still excite you, honestly the media got borin’ (Borin’)
We be out tourin’, plenty trees keep me out soarin’
BBs on foreigns, Harlem nigga breeze through my morass (Huh)
I speak with the homeless, I relate to people that’s lonely (Uh-huh)
I’m here without comma, I feel like Sensei in these moments (Nah)
Who got you open mama? Tote a llama with no persona (No)
Coca make ‘em line up (Line up), if it’s butter, that shit from China (Ayy)
Let the streets explain it, no more breakin’ down with my name, and (No more)
Avoid arraignments, body in the trunk with a blanket (Uh)
I feel the strangest if no money exchanges (Big)
I know these kids that paint sniff that leave these niggas brainless (Bah)
Hoppin’ out the Vanquish, got the Naismith for the way I ball
I hate to stall, let’s get a murder, I’ll just make the call (Uh)
AV tour, you couldn’t look at this aura (Nah)
Before I crash, I see a glimpse of my daughters, this shit is water (Water), uh

Tryna keep my head above water
I’m just tryna keep my head above water, a lot of niggas drownin’ (Drownin’), uh
Tryna get this bread for my daughters
I just hope the witness don’t say they saw us, ‘cause they gon’ have to find me (I’m gone, nigga), uh
Tryna keep my head above water (Uh)
I’m just tryna keep my head above water, a lot of niggas drownin’ (A lot of niggas), uh
Tryna get this bread for my daughters (I ain’t get it)
I just hope the witness don’t say they saw us, ‘cause they gon’ have to find me

I just hope the witness don’t say he saw me (Uh-huh)
I just wanna run the family like Paulie (Paulie)
I just hope my niggas paid attention to the ways they change for my story (Ah, shit)
I just wanna turn this pain into glory (Pain)
I just want the money (The money)
I just wish all the project babies could live in mansions (Mansions)
I just wish that the judge would get rid of king enhancements (King)
I can’t lie, I got so numb to hearin’ ambulances (Numb)
Like every hour, I hear sirens, shouldn’t make you panic (Panic)
I kept my poise when I was ‘noid like I was playin’ poker (Paranoid)
They tryna trick us out our spot, can’t let a lane provoke you (Can’t do it)
Just tryna walk the righteous path, it’s like a angel chose ‘em (Chose ‘em)
You can’t control ‘em, they can’t fold ‘em, this forever rollin’ (Rollin’)
For all of our homies that ain’t make it, y’all my motivation (Y’all my niggas)
No explanations, demonstrations made are more than basic (Way more)
The shit we facin’, hold your own, just ‘cause you know it’s sacred (Sacred)
Just keep it solid, never switch up, nigga, no occasion (Solid), uh

Tryna keep my head above water (All I’m tryna do)
I’m just tryna keep my head above water, a lot of niggas drownin’ (A lot, nigga), uh
Tryna get this bread for my daughters (Tryna get this money)
I just hope the witness don’t say he saw us, ‘cause they gon’ have to find me (Have to find me), uh
Tryna keep my head above water (Uh)
I’m just tryna keep my head above water, a lot of niggas drownin’, uh
Tryna get this bread for my daughters (Hope)
I just hope the witness don’t say he saw us, ‘cause they gon’ have to find me

Pablo

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