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Correct No Back And Forth Lyrics
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Dave East
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Food stamps, WIC checks, and no dental plan (Ghetto) We bagged her raw, used to let it dry with the ceiling fan Hand to hand they watching from the roof, drop it in a can Package is Saran wrapped, duct tape, paper fill my pants Recollections on weapons I never purchased That money had me thirsty, shit I need somethin' to sip on Straight to the point, told her I got somethin' she could sit on Get love out in Detroit like I'm a piston, your bitch' gone At Summer Jam, I told Tee Grizz he had a hit He told me ain't it a blessing, we really came up from shit Wasn't supposed to win We was 'posed to post in the pen No we pea-coats toastin' in Benz Be careful approaching men 4:44 shoutout to Hova (Hov) He till got the culture (still) Waiting for NAS to drop, paranoia in the holster (strapped) I come from roaches crawling Roaches on the walls and roaches in the hall Smoking roaches 'til I'm yawning off Then grave visitor, pain sinister I'd done talked to coffins, state prison sentenced 'em No one ever record me talking Often my talk is Harlem, spark up and park the foreign I'm talking Target, she walked in Target, the men's department We sin so often, my partners run it, these niggas jogging In Cali, do Venice just to discuss these business offers I hear the blogs and I hear the talking, I see the pictures Imagine me needing niggas Instagram got 'em emotional, I don't understand Met with Tommy Hilfiger, 20 minutes, a hundred grand My next shit 'bout to have the city shook like Son of Sam This for all the youngin's that's hustling, they just want a chance I remember I just wanted a chance to be able to just move up out the projects Let the city know how nice I was, I never seen the money coming as fast as it did, I had to boss up over-night Lot a niggas depended on me I had pennies on me, got sick of asking "what you got on the Henny homie?" Now if I give out my number, it's for business only (Like 30 on me right now) Watching Narcos thinking how Pablo did it? Heard Obama gave out pardons, I prayed that Gato get it I'm low in Denver, in a Colorado rocky's fitted Up-to-date with the work, know about it soon as Papi get it Nobody gon' tell my story like me, I'm an author You want me on your record it's gon' cost ya We hit Miami I told Zo just pull-up Porsche Remember writing Numb, I smoked until a lung got coughed up Rap beef I avoid, 'cause my niggas do walk ups You niggas just talk tough, spin-cycle, washed-up I'm chilling with millionaires, shit you niggas call luck Everybody was down, look at us now, we all up I just left the Louis store, with Lucci on repeat White-tees every day, now it's new Gucci every week We knock Gotti, Gucci, Jeezy, knock Boosie in the streets Ain't hard to tell you from the bottom, all you gotta do is speak L told me be a legend, if not, fuck is you rapping for? Now I flip your favourite actress backwards until she ask for more You couldn't imagine me breaking mornings right at the store Did the HellCat with Omelly like we were strapped for war If I like a beat I just kill that shit until they ask for more If I slide your freak, she in her feelings 'til I'm back on tour Dre-Mac home, I pray that they open up Scrappy door I never met him, but we was bagging Macklemore You play the field you should tackle more no back and forth Stop going back and forth with these niggas I need to actually listen to myself Going back and forth on Instagram with a lot of these niggas Shit be funny to me like, I'm still gonna be on the Yacht On the private jet with your favourite model Your favourite bottle, fuck is you talking 'bout nigga We after that other bread man Real paper Paranoia coming East Side Free Trav, free Scrap, free Dida, Dollar my nigga, free Bloody Free Charlie
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