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Dave East – A-1 Lyrics

A 1 nigga and it go
Life is a bitch and then you gotta die
Killing these niggas ...ain't gotta try
The truth is set you free so I ain't gotta lie
We from the bottom, kick the bottom, that's the bottom line
I wasn't the kid that teachers like
Holly with the church ain't live the preachers life
I have my eyes on the preacher wife
Devil got my conscience how the fuck I'm 'pose to sleep at night?
I remember nights I wan't eating right
Smoking so much 'I wasn't breathing right
These was just bookers never will read as right
Late night we're hookers bunching my hit in time
Spending riffs in the trap thinking I need a life
You wanna ride pick a side but on this side this shit is life
Talking and still just pop me a half of a pill
My nigga I'm own it on the dark
Forgive me for all the sins hope that I wake up in the morning

I'mma hustle 'til my day come
Hustle in quite try to my case come
Standing on the couch and popping bottles 'til the case drop
Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1
Put that on A1, codeine A1
Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1
Stressing out A1, back it up A1
Bringing back A1, my hood's working got good work

My life falling you time line they jamming on your playlist
My bicthes soke at they own money
All your bitches it's basic
Nineteen I have to pay rent I was outside you stayed in
Half on my niggas it's catch in and the other half will stay friends
With this new work named A1 drop that when they taste this
One fine but we ain't kicks, let me hold this out of great eight six
Smoking out all this bank account
That A1 make 'em take it out
Fucked up you eat it out I got hit, you was make it up disgusting
You want a verse with your budget
I cover first with a busting
I ain't hard to find I'm in public
Had all the diamonds and I'm clicking
Up in the studio dogging, I was dog double of my mission
No growd it I smoke nuggets
No pirax in that kitchen, she's back, Jesus and I digging scales
Apologize to my mama, both of her sons been in jail
We couldn't avoid that bullshit
On that chain we took that right back on these cold streets
Walk in if I won't push back, still high and piegual, we book that

I'mma hustle 'til my day come
Hustle in quite try to my case come
Standing on the couch and popping bottles 'til the case drop
Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1
Put that on A1, codeine A1
Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1
Stressing out A1, back it up A1
Bringing back A1, my hood's working got good work

We're all mad, we're all hear
This ain't chance to blow,
What you'll call at they call back but my phone it's broke
Change my number, got gunners, don't run after smoke
When that keep come, my day one got A1 for sure

Say they all mad, they all heart this ain't chance to blow
This ain't chance to blow,
What you'll call at they call back but my phone it's broke
Change my number, got gunners, don't run after smoke
When that keep come, my day one got A1 for sure

I'mma hustle 'til my day come
Hustle in quite try to my case come
Standing on the couch and popping bottles 'til the case drop
Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1
Put that on A1, codeine A1
Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1
Stressing out A1, back it up A1
Bringing back A1, my hood's working got good working
My hood's working got good working
My hood's working got good working
My hood's working got good working
A1 nigga, A1 nigga, peace
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