文本歌词

Dave East - Nothing Personal
Holiday season aiight
Last real n**ga alive
HUM Beats
Who else gon' go get it the right way who
12 hunnids flipped a couple baggies
That's a light day 12 hunnid
Gamble for your life
Learn to get light at a dice game we out
Shake somethin' ask bet you living
We gon' take somethin' boom
100 thousand dollars worth of jewelry on
Come take somethin' 100
We ain't gotta shoot I see your jaw
I'm tryna break somethin' real sh*t
I'm the one ***** blessed
220 on the dash let's take a car test
Saks fifth with the homies we all fresh my n**gas
I was crip before I had a rap deal rolling
I ain't chasing clout
Them n**gas don't know how the trap feel at all
Any city stand tall uh
I'm tryna see my man ball my n**ga
N**ga you and your man soft
I don't know how that feel I'm up
I be wide awake counting a lot of cake a lot
I got a foregin you got a foreign
F**k it we gotta race skrt
Put 'em on a real n**ga diet
Somethin' she gotta taste
Watching my money grow play the bungalow
That's my hideaway I'm up
10 years ago
I was dreaming dreaming that I was touring
Had the ankle Ralph Lauren hold on
These rap n**gas wild boring
They ain't entertaining me at all
Behind the gucci belt is where the stainless be 45
You better catch a body if you aim at me better
I be where the jackboys
The hustlers and the gansgsters be my n**gas
Did a couple corporate deals honestly
Ain't no changing me I'm hood
Drop 'em in the river by his ankles where the anchor be
Powder for your b**ch face like maybe it's maybelline
'Cause friends turn to foes got a drip on the pole
N**gas know how it go go
I do this sh*t for my soul soul
Told my n**gas let's get it let's get it
I got some homies that's gon' shoot 'till you're finished
Nothing personal this sh*t is just business
Kill the target and witness boom
It ain't no stopping because we started the mission started
Look in the sky and I ask god for forgiveness Insh*****
I'm with robbers and killers boom
Clocking in I do my job and get busy busy
You wanna rob me sh*t
You gotta come kill me kill me
Sleep with the pound on me pound
Nowadays I'm going up all these b**ches go down on me
Light work 60 dub bags quarter pound on me 12
Crown on me I don't claim king just run the town homie
At the lounge doly hoodie low
Don't need the crowd on me