Dave East

Dave East - A-1

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A 1 nigga and it go

Life is a bitch and then you gotta die

Killing these niggas ...ain’t gotta try

The truth is set you free so I ain’t gotta lie

We from the bottom, kick the bottom, that’s the bottom line

I wasn’t the kid that teachers like

Holly with the church ain’t live the preachers life

I have my eyes on the preacher wife

Devil got my conscience how the fuck I’m ‘pose to sleep at night?

I remember nights I wan’t eating right

Smoking so much …I wasn’t breathing right

These was just bookers never will read as right

Late night we’re hookers bunching my hit in time

Spending riffs in the trap thinking I need a life

You wanna ride pick a side but on this side this shit is life

Talking and still just pop me a half of a pill

My nigga I’m own it on the dark

Forgive me for all the sins hope that I wake up in the morning

I’mma hustle ‘til my day come

Hustle in quite try to my case come

Standing on the couch and popping bottles ‘til the case drop

Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1

Put that on A1, codeine A1

Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1

Stressing out A1, back it up A1

Bringing back A1, my hood’s working got good work

My life falling you time line they jamming on your playlist

My bicthes soke at they own money

All your bitches it’s basic

Nineteen I have to pay rent I was outside you stayed in

Half on my niggas it’s catch in and the other half will stay friends

With this new work named A1 drop that when they taste this

One fine but we ain’t kicks, let me hold this out of great eight six

Smoking out all this bank account

That A1 make ‘em take it out

Fucked up you eat it out I got hit, you was make it up disgusting

You want a verse with your budget

I cover first with a busting

I ain’t hard to find I’m in public

Had all the diamonds and I’m clicking

Up in the studio dogging, I was dog double of my mission

No growd it I smoke nuggets

No pirax in that kitchen, she’s back, Jesus and I digging scales

Apologize to my mama, both of her sons been in jail

We couldn’t avoid that bullshit

On that chain we took that right back on these cold streets

Walk in if I won’t push back, still high and piegual, we book that

I’mma hustle ‘til my day come

Hustle in quite try to my case come

Standing on the couch and popping bottles ‘til the case drop

Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1

Put that on A1, codeine A1

Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1

Stressing out A1, back it up A1

Bringing back A1, my hood’s working got good work

We’re all mad, we’re all hear

This ain’t chance to blow,

What you’ll call at they call back but my phone it’s broke

Change my number, got gunners, don’t run after smoke

When that keep come, my day one got A1 for sure

Say they all mad, they all heart this ain’t chance to blow

This ain’t chance to blow,

What you’ll call at they call back but my phone it’s broke

Change my number, got gunners, don’t run after smoke

When that keep come, my day one got A1 for sure

I’mma hustle ‘til my day come

Hustle in quite try to my case come

Standing on the couch and popping bottles ‘til the case drop

Tell me what you need I got that work and bitch is A1

Put that on A1, codeine A1

Cush smoke A1, wiping code A1

Stressing out A1, back it up A1

Bringing back A1, my hood’s working got good working

My hood’s working got good working

My hood’s working got good working

My hood’s working got good working

A1 nigga, A1 nigga, peace

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