Dave East - Forbes List lyrics
rate meFt. 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!