Dave East - Everybody lyrics
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Where I’m from nigga everybody drink
Living how we live nigga everybody smoke
Back to the wall fuck what everybody think
Grew up in the hood nigga everybody broke
We all got work nigga everybody trap
Nobody wanna fight nigga everybody strapped
Nobody makin music but everybody rap
You ain’t never know where, I’m where everybody at
Had a pound from the bay, broke it all down to dimes
Niggas getting paid and that’s all a lot of crimes
Coming at my king, must be all out your mind
I was trappin in the morning in a hallway with mine
Whip hard on the block going hard in the booth
Goons in the building your party is deuced
Play me you know me I ain’t part of your crew
Close to the sky, pray to god off the roof
Brought in the coup and she real thick
On some work I’ll be back real quick
Fresh prince shit I feel like will smith
Niggas ain’t never built a house but they deal bricks
Got money in the couch, take a seat nigga
I’ll be back to the city when these pills flip
You ain’t never seen a wolf tryina eay nigga
Everybody sleeping on me, rest in peace in peace nigga
Money talk, bullshit walk, and I’m screaming
Dodging my demons, applaud cause I’m breathing
Watching eyes on the screening
So sincere over here, they get killed for no reason
In the hood we appreciated hot water at a young age
Understood what the block taught us
Never open up your mouth if the cops on you
Making sales fin to fail, you pop one!
[Hook]
Where I’m from nigga everybody drink
Living how we live nigga everybody smoke
Back to the wall fuck what everybody think
Grew up in the hood nigga everybody broke
We all got work nigga everybody trap
Nobody wanna fight nigga everybody strapped
You ain’t never know where, I’m where everybody at
Smoking loud, trusted, white henny, I’m fucked up
Just posted up in a white bentley
Got the black cad and my wife heny
Just left jb’s but the white pennies
My life an envy, so I drop the top when it’s time windy
We swerving in, no turbulence, when we in the sky and the flight’s win
Homies drop the glass, hard top, but the top is glass
Hard rock so just drop the bag
Hard cock so I pop that ass
She’s on top then drop low, nasty
Fuck around I might pop 4, pow 4
Smoke a nigga like a optimar
Pop the rolls we don’t pop the mall
You trick nigga, we got the pros
Might knock your bitch and then drop the hoe
Killer pockets back it then I’m out the dough
Put the masterpice on my rocky road
Chill, chill, cause I’m from where all the dealers at
Young boy that will peel your cal
Watch the dumb boy...no more to say, how real is that?
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Where I’m from nigga everybody drink
Living how we live nigga everybody smoke
Back to the wall fuck what everybody think
Grew up in the hood nigga everybody broke
We all got work nigga everybody trap
Nobody wanna fight nigga everybody strapped
You ain’t never know where, I’m where everybody at.
