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dave east – pablo lyrics

yeah, pablo, go!
yeah, yeah, yeah!
move closer to these dope rhymes that raise a blade in that back…
can’t take you with you, i stay official,
might bang the pistol with cash low.
…the weather, that cool breeze
ripping… like blue cheese
paper tags and them new keys
see clear skies and them blue seats.
started out with my…
vanilla dutch in my ink pen
seat back in that… motivated by…
trafficking with no license
rolling up behind light tent
i might lose, i might win
just pay up before the night end.
spanish b-tch got a white friend
she act black, but i don’t care!
her -ss flat, might grab that
but i’m so familiar, i don’t stare!
in the inner state, with the fair charge
that …knocking and they head nod
b-tch yellow, her hair blond and her bottoms matching her red bra
harlem’s on, don’t call my phone
if you’re not talking that long break
still trapped, that’s real rap
i kill tracks, that song dead.

pablo, my influence, you learn the sh-t that i’ve been doing
still trapped, that’s real rap,
i kill tracks, that song dead!
pablo, my influence, you learn the sh-t that i’ve been doing
lay back, i’ve been cooling
my man shooting that cromlech

hook: (x2)
my clique, i die for
ride slow, watch 5-0
west side hit rascos
foe n-gg-s, no taccos.
money fast, your blocks slow
ask me, will i stop? no!
i looked up to pablo,
i looked up to pablo!

pablo, my influence, i’m about to blow like georgio
on the block we got green, or that off white air force one
(right!) only got two options,
that’s rap a trap and them sports done
might run upon me on the right day,
but ain’t sh-t changed, i’mma ruin one.
clip off for them.. flights
thank god i survive in nights
kept… had the bottle of sprite
money on your head, i bite your life
half these n-gg-s ain’t riding right
this sh-t easy like riding a bike
easy! got hooks like ….
these d-ck riders all kind of height
king saw my young n-gg-
no bang, we got drums, n-gg-
ignorant, young dumb n-gg-
gonna feel nothing, we’re numb, n-gg-s!
16 problem tips loaded up in just one trigger
all these b-tches want a piece of me
i can’t breathe, i’m only one n-gg-!
n-gg-, i don’t doubt that you got your gun!
chances are my gun bigger
thinking at your clique tough
them same n-gg-s gonna run with you.
i earned it when the sun rise
won’t let the feds take one picture
lost d-mn count, i stand out because sun different.

hook: (x2)
my clique, i die for
ride slow, watch 5-0
west side hit rascos
foe n-gg-s, no taccos.
money fast, your blocks slow
ask me, will i stop? no!
i looked up to pablo,
i looked up to pablo!

i look up to pablo, ask about el chapo
push your tone and that yey, n-gg-
yeah, that’s that new god flow!
blanco, blanco, hundred bricks stay on your g
blanco, blanco, the mexicans they call me!
yeay yo, coast guard on my pay role
12-13, go chains on
n-gg-, f-ck the feds, i ain’t landing low!
so.. like this week
ain’t even thursday!
my compet-tion was big me that’s real life, no wordplay!
aha! f-ck with diddy and …parts, getting on!
..in the same car, getting on
huh, bad b-tches! trying to figure my net worth
drunk nights, our future
i might just earn my…
stretch word, straps off my…
8-48, king pin, i’m with davis
diablo, play mexico, no carbon
..and i looked up to pablo.

hook: (x2)
my clique, i die for
ride slow, watch 5-0
west side hit rascos
foe n-gg-s, no taccos.
money fast, your blocks slow
ask me, will i stop? no!
i looked up to pablo,
i looked up to pablo!

- dave east lyrics

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