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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Dave East
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Brewster
David Brewster
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardo
Cardo
Producer

Lyrics

I did a lot but I never hated Never hated Did a lot but I never hated We throw the money up We throw the money up I did a lot but I never hated We throw the money up We throw the money up Strapped with my driver You know there's no running up You go against the family you dumb or what? I'm bout to fuck four or five summers up She got that waist trainer on her waist Told that bitch go get a tummy tuck Wake up, I'm smoking dope everyday I hit the bank that's a money run Baby girl chew me like bubble gum I do not wanna smoke blunts with them On them late nights pray the sun will come Double dutching bitches jumping us Polo on me, lot of horse power Past women I am done with them Baggin up in front my little brother I ain't wanna do that shit in front of him Niggas tell me that I'm going nuts Ask your bitch, she just was holdin those You put Gucci all up on her clothes When it come to this she probably overdose Waited long enough we on it now No more hoopin' but I'm balling now Got em in they feelings, I don't call 'em now I'm just tryna get it foreign tryna whip it Neiman Marcus went like 20 on 'em Shout to Trigga, had the Bentley for me Remember I ain't have a penny on me If it's not Buscemi, classic penny's on me Walking like I got a milli on me I did a lot but I never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm in a condo with a elevator My mind blowed, I'm just elevating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I did a lot but I ain't never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm laying up countin hella paper Got her goin down, I'm just levitating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I'm tearing Louis down I'm tearing Fendi down I'm hot, that's a Fendi now Jacket say Fendi now Won't pay for no verses I smoke in the back of that Bentley now I did not have a lot We did not have a lot Like how was they up stairs with Biggie? How was they mad at Pac? I ain't have a crib but I had a Glock I had the plug and Black had the pot I want the world, you can have the block Jump out a Porsche with the baddest thot Remember I was tryna pay the cop In and out the back of patty wagons Pockets probably pack a lot of salad, I Cameras in it helped me back it out Prince of my city, what's that about They heard I could spit, tryna rap it out They reach out they hands tryna dap it out I go in my zone and I'm blacking out We traveling, Wayno just map it out I got my boarding pass I just want all the cash What's better than that? I think of hoopty, that Jetta was black That broke shit was whack I'll never go back I did a lot but I never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm in a condo with a elevator My mind blowed, I'm just elevating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I did a lot but I ain't never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm laying up countin hella paper Got her goin down, I'm just levitating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I did a lot but I never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm in a condo with a elevator My mind blowed, I'm just elevating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time I did a lot but I ain't never hated My man home so we celebrating I'm laying up countin hella paper Got her goin down, I'm just levitating I've been on a different type of time I've been on a different type of time Man come to my hood and you say (?). Fuck out of here I ain't talking with this nigga. The fuck is talking to this nigga. You know what my grandfather told me? You'll get as far as the motherfuckers you talk to for no reason. Y Ou'll be as successful as the motherfuckers you talk to for no reason Yo take around me real quick cuz, I gotta make a move, go up town for a minute Fuck it let's go, where you tryna go? I have to smuggle shit, I'm kinda bent from last night though, you drive? Yeah fuck it I'm drunk too You sure my nigga? I never rolled with you before but you good? I'm gon' find out today cuz, fuck it Fuck it we out nigga, this nigga Jonesie, he just told me umm download his new shit, you heard that shit? No but I know Jonesie, got some fire for us You know how that go. I got his shit right here nigga. Come on, we out though Fuck it let's get it Yo cuz let's go get some papers real quick though Yeah bet Nah Dead ass though man nigga came a long way B. Like I never saw this shit doing what it's doing. (That's a fact cuz, who the fuck thought we'd be all the way out here doing this shit. We was in the trenches.) Trenches bro, like niggas really just drove across America. (Smoke all the best weed that there was to smoke) You feel me? From the bitches to the niggas, pass that weed nigga. (You know I'm gon' get that back fucking with you). From the bitches to the niggas man, it's like this shit come from the bottom, look what it's doing man, ain't nobody believe this shit. (No I ain't got no choice nigga fuck it). Only one way to go nigga
Writer(s): Helen Adu, Stuart Matthewman, Andrew Hale, Ronald Latour, David Brewster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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