Biografía:
Dave East is an emerging artist from Harlem, NY. His music is regularly featured on Hot 97, Power 105, Shade 45, and Sirius' Hip Hop Nation. With a loyal fan-base ranging from record executives to professional athletes and artists alike, Dave East is quickly becoming a staple within NY's new-school of hip hop.
This newcomer displays versatile flow and distinct voice as he raps over vintage sounding production.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
Bm Em D
Bm A
[Verse 1: Vado]
Bm F#m
Fuck duckin' drug enforcement
F#m
Tryna turn my niggas to Doug Morrises
Bm
Put 'em in position, become bosses
F#m
Writings on the wall, when spittin' I hung portraits
Bm F#m
Waves spinnin', I'm dumb nauseous
F#m
If you got a few sittin' I want more of it
Bm
Never take the first number the judge offers
A
I'm in the Gucci store right under the Trump office
Bm F#m
Are you living or you existin'?
F#m
Gotta start living, can't be resistant
Bm
No matter how you get it just be persistent
A
Consistent, from not become a statistic
Bm F#m
Realistic, no lie
F#m
I'm at these niggas necks and I'm gifted, bow tie
Bm
Claimin' you the best, what you sniffin'? Bro high
F#m
Sugar Ray Leonard, it be hittin' like no mas, hah
Bm F#m
Shame on a nigga, they tryna run game on a nigga
F#m
Like I ain't learn the game from a nigga
Bm
Ready to cock back and aim on a nigga
F#m
Droppin' the top back in the rain on a nigga
Bm F#m
Rims bendin' the corners, bad bitches is on us
F#m
Breakin' day with the hittas, hit dirty kitchen in the morning
Bm
Breakin' haze in the swisher, that piff be havin' me yawnin'
F#m
Niggas claiming they with you, until it's rainin' and stormin'
Bm F#m
That fake shit, smile up in your face shit
F#m
Get around niggas and always sayin' some hate shit
Bm
How you been eatin'? Ain't never hand 'em a plate shit
F#m
Always see you speedin', up down the block in the spaceship
Bm F#m
Hoodie on, BAPE fit, my blood on his ape shit
Clip will go bananas on any tree that he shake with
Bm
Feds in the cameras, they tryna peep every payment
F#m
Move like Sopranos we only speak in the basement
Bn F#m
Check my bank statements, while I stay patient
Niggas ain't playin', be careful who you play with
Bm F#m
Huh, you think shit a game
Got stopped by Police, gave a different name
Bm F#m
Had my OG give me different game
Before my face was on the piece of a nigga chain
Bm F#m
Wish y'all could feel a nigga pain
Climbin' out the hole like the nigga Bane
Bm F#m
Got a condo, a crib in Wayne
Nothing around but mansions, got me feeling strange
[Verse 2: Dave East]
Bm
Born crazy, late 80's and I'm still insane
F#m
From the streets, if you listen closely you can hear the train
Bm F#m
My man got me vexed like fuck a friendship
Throw 80 at a nigga Mercedes and watch the Benz flip
Bm
My coach told me I was a loser and wouldn't win shit
F#m
Now I got twin chicks on my dick beggin' to french kiss
Bm F#m
Still got my GemStar, deflate all that gym shit
Buck fifty work your face out, permanent grin shit
Bm
I used to keep a negative vibe, was on some Grinch shit
F#m
Skimp a lil work off the top, I used to pinch shit
Bm F#m
Uh, I just got off a jail call, an hour long
Feds be listening so we kickin' it with the shower on
Bm
These niggas acid, I'm cocaine in powder form
F#m
Watch his body drop, then we pulled off knockin' Quiet Storm
Bm
Yellow butter soft, I'm feelin' like Ike Love
F#m
Everybody pull up with choppers, shit like a bike club
Bm
Lately I just come up with this shit, ain't gotta write much
F#m
I'm focused, niggas with no direction'll fuck your life up
Bm
It's orchestrated, how the fuck these niggas afford to hate it?
F#m
Smoke with the dead, I might walk inside a morgue and blaze it
Bm
These are scriptures, all my verses are more than sacred
F#m
It's levels to this, you ain't never heard no Porches racin'
Bm F#m
You ain't never been 'round no bitches that's more than basic
The coke weak, don't trust the plug, then you oughta taste it
Bm
Put it on your gum, see how quick it numb
F#m
Your bitch stressed, she keep tellin' me 'bout how quick you cum
Bm F#m
When I think of the illest, I figure Big and Pun
Put a fork in him, this nigga done, go get a gun
Bm
Fightin' ain't like you, confused, why would they hype you?
F#m
Nigga you Ron Harper, out here actin' like Michael
Bm F#m
This what the life do, my past women spiteful
But fuck it, we got baking soda, let's see what this ice do
Bm
My man he just got his house I'm 'bout to send a kite through
F#m
Don't come around, I ain't invite you
Bm F#m
I used to do Mauri gators, them shits will bite you
Don't nobody touch no money 'til the dice move
Bm
Just keep it tall, your mans sit and you see his call
F#m
Bitches talkin' bout Dave East from London the Edenwald
Bm F#m
I ain't scared of death, when I sleep, me and the Reaper talk
Fresh out public housin', this life is better than we'd a thought
Bm
I want you off this Earth then we don't need to talk
F#m
Same rules apply, baby, she ain't fuckin' then she can walk
Bm Em D
Bm A
[Verse 1: Vado]
Bm F#m
Fuck duckin' drug enforcement
F#m
Tryna turn my niggas to Doug Morrises
Bm
Put 'em in position, become bosses
F#m
Writings on the wall, when spittin' I hung portraits
Bm F#m
Waves spinnin', I'm dumb nauseous
F#m
If you got a few sittin' I want more of it
Bm
Never take the first number the judge offers
A
I'm in the Gucci store right under the Trump office
Bm F#m
Are you living or you existin'?
F#m
Gotta start living, can't be resistant
Bm
No matter how you get it just be persistent
A
Consistent, from not become a statistic
Bm F#m
Realistic, no lie
F#m
I'm at these niggas necks and I'm gifted, bow tie
Bm
Claimin' you the best, what you sniffin'? Bro high
F#m
Sugar Ray Leonard, it be hittin' like no mas, hah
Bm F#m
Shame on a nigga, they tryna run game on a nigga
F#m
Like I ain't learn the game from a nigga
Bm
Ready to cock back and aim on a nigga
F#m
Droppin' the top back in the rain on a nigga
Bm F#m
Rims bendin' the corners, bad bitches is on us
F#m
Breakin' day with the hittas, hit dirty kitchen in the morning
Bm
Breakin' haze in the swisher, that piff be havin' me yawnin'
F#m
Niggas claiming they with you, until it's rainin' and stormin'
Bm F#m
That fake shit, smile up in your face shit
F#m
Get around niggas and always sayin' some hate shit
Bm
How you been eatin'? Ain't never hand 'em a plate shit
F#m
Always see you speedin', up down the block in the spaceship
Bm F#m
Hoodie on, BAPE fit, my blood on his ape shit
Clip will go bananas on any tree that he shake with
Bm
Feds in the cameras, they tryna peep every payment
F#m
Move like Sopranos we only speak in the basement
Bn F#m
Check my bank statements, while I stay patient
Niggas ain't playin', be careful who you play with
Bm F#m
Huh, you think shit a game
Got stopped by Police, gave a different name
Bm F#m
Had my OG give me different game
Before my face was on the piece of a nigga chain
Bm F#m
Wish y'all could feel a nigga pain
Climbin' out the hole like the nigga Bane
Bm F#m
Got a condo, a crib in Wayne
Nothing around but mansions, got me feeling strange
[Verse 2: Dave East]
Bm
Born crazy, late 80's and I'm still insane
F#m
From the streets, if you listen closely you can hear the train
Bm F#m
My man got me vexed like fuck a friendship
Throw 80 at a nigga Mercedes and watch the Benz flip
Bm
My coach told me I was a loser and wouldn't win shit
F#m
Now I got twin chicks on my dick beggin' to french kiss
Bm F#m
Still got my GemStar, deflate all that gym shit
Buck fifty work your face out, permanent grin shit
Bm
I used to keep a negative vibe, was on some Grinch shit
F#m
Skimp a lil work off the top, I used to pinch shit
Bm F#m
Uh, I just got off a jail call, an hour long
Feds be listening so we kickin' it with the shower on
Bm
These niggas acid, I'm cocaine in powder form
F#m
Watch his body drop, then we pulled off knockin' Quiet Storm
Bm
Yellow butter soft, I'm feelin' like Ike Love
F#m
Everybody pull up with choppers, shit like a bike club
Bm
Lately I just come up with this shit, ain't gotta write much
F#m
I'm focused, niggas with no direction'll fuck your life up
Bm
It's orchestrated, how the fuck these niggas afford to hate it?
F#m
Smoke with the dead, I might walk inside a morgue and blaze it
Bm
These are scriptures, all my verses are more than sacred
F#m
It's levels to this, you ain't never heard no Porches racin'
Bm F#m
You ain't never been 'round no bitches that's more than basic
The coke weak, don't trust the plug, then you oughta taste it
Bm
Put it on your gum, see how quick it numb
F#m
Your bitch stressed, she keep tellin' me 'bout how quick you cum
Bm F#m
When I think of the illest, I figure Big and Pun
Put a fork in him, this nigga done, go get a gun
Bm
Fightin' ain't like you, confused, why would they hype you?
F#m
Nigga you Ron Harper, out here actin' like Michael
Bm F#m
This what the life do, my past women spiteful
But fuck it, we got baking soda, let's see what this ice do
Bm
My man he just got his house I'm 'bout to send a kite through
F#m
Don't come around, I ain't invite you
Bm F#m
I used to do Mauri gators, them shits will bite you
Don't nobody touch no money 'til the dice move
Bm
Just keep it tall, your mans sit and you see his call
F#m
Bitches talkin' bout Dave East from London the Edenwald
Bm F#m
I ain't scared of death, when I sleep, me and the Reaper talk
Fresh out public housin', this life is better than we'd a thought
Bm
I want you off this Earth then we don't need to talk
F#m
Same rules apply, baby, she ain't fuckin' then she can walk
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