dave east - nothing personal lyrics
[intro]
holiday season, aiight
last real n-gg- alive
hum beats
[verse]
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 allah blessed
220 on the dash, let’s take a car test
saks fifth with the homies, we all fresh (my n-gg-s)
i was crip before i had a rap deal (rolling)
i ain’t chasing clout, them n-gg-s don’t know how the trap feel (at all)
any city, stand tall (uh), i’m tryna see my man ball (my n-gg-)
n-gg-, 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-ck it, we gotta race (skrt)
put ’em on a real n-gg- 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-gg-s 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-gg-s)
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-tch face like maybe it’s marcellein
’cause friends turn to foes, got a drip on the pole
n-gg-s know how it go (go)
i do this sh-t for my soul (soul)
told my n-gg-s 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
k!ll 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 (inshallah)
i’m with robbers and k!llers (boom)
clocking in, i do my job and get busy (busy)
you wanna rob me, sh-t, you gotta come k!ll me (k!ll me)
sleep with the pound on me (pound)
nowadays, i’m going up, all these b-tches 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
[outro]
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