Dave East - Forbes List lyrics

rate me

Ft. Nas

(Intro: Dave East)

I could see millions, billions

Foreigns, all that

I could see myself getting a lot of money

I could see the condo, Miami, uh

(Verse: Dave East)

I could see me in the sports cars

On 16 shots of brown at the sports bar

At 16, I was hidin' report cards

Now I see myself gettin' where I'm goin', no On Star

GPS for that money, got the directions

Monday night hit the strip joint and cop a section

Niggas ain't fightin' no mo', we got sum' weapons

Do it for the culture, I really come from the essence

Essence magazine, brown skin

Cousin from the heights, she told me got sum' pounds and

Said he out in Brooklyn, he be back up town around ten

Mad traffic in the crib goin' through it where housing

If I get evicted, play my bitch crib

Ya don't want no drama, niggas pop up where yo kids live

Set up where yo wife work

I be dressed life I'm just comin' to see if yo life work

Shooter do it just cause he love me, nigga that's light work

(Hook: Dave East)

I see me in that ghost with a lot of smoke

I see me gettin' low if ya gotta go

I see me in that foreign

See me with that Gucci umbrella when it's pourin'

That's how I see it

I see me with connects from the motherland

Backwood in my left, pistol in my otha hand

I see me on the Forbes list, see me in them Porches

Still rockin' all white Forces

(Verse 2: Nas)

I rock tuxes, busters, clusters cover my watches

Drop mustard color, foreign cars in garages

Only queens I fuck with Celine clutches

My bitch bullet holes in my foes

Side chick got a side chick

Hunter green Nikes, they don't like me

I see niggas cuffin' their lady when they sight me

Backwood blowin', 'Yack be pouring

It's nothing, I'm rap Benjamin Button nasty Don

Rich milly on the arm

Been literally rich since '96

Still would've hit my enemies with a tech and 9 six

Exotic materials on the neck and fly whips

I was fresh out the 'jects, decked out to death

Y'all witnessed it, I could fill ya in

Real millionaire shit, S-Car-Go, front lawn like a dealership

Who I rep, tenth street, 12th street

Plus the Vernon family and that's word to Yam

(Hook: Nas)

(Verse 3: Dave East)

I see me in Dubia, me and Buda high

Movin' pies I still see his mother through the sky

I see tan lines, models, haters be anti

I was smokin' gram downs, playin' foster with franchise

I see myself in that GQ magazine

I was low, nobody in the streets knew I had a fiend

He had a green Honda Civic, parked it on my block

I could drive it for days just made sure ya had a rock

Wakin' up smokin' kush, I could see the envy

Weed and Henny, that's the reason this evil in me

I want it all, I ain't lettin' em keep a penny

I see me slumped in that Bentley bumping the best of Biggie

Shouts to Philly, I see me and Freaky laughin'

I see Nut in a Porch, I see a Lil' in a Aston

See the city from a penthouse view

Married streets, the avenue just said "I do"

(Hook: Dave East)

(Outro: Dave East)

That's just how I see myself

Ask me how I see them, I see myself in 5 years

Rich nigga, fuck ya think?

That's how I see it!