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Dave East & Cam'ron
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I'm feeling like I ain't took a nap in weeks
I'm up, couple thousand tucked, right in back the jeep
I'm stuck, diamonds in the cut, make a actress speak
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Master P
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Killa Cam
20 Grand, spin it like a ceiling fan
Pan pan, old Harlem niggas pitching grams
Kill the streets, then hit the beach, go get a tan
On the sixth floor, right in the 'jects
Writing my best, wishing I was on my fifth tour
Got some work I could click off
Learned how to stack good
I just want that Beamer same color as a backwood
Still empty, I'm that hood
Used to do the chicken spot, now it's Benihana lunch
Roll with some older niggas that'll tie your mama up
Oyster Perpetual for the Rollie, kept it diamond cut
Bottom nigga climbing up, off sour you can find me stuck
Bark shot, bring me right back, niggas'll line you up
Pull up in some shit you never seen so I ain't gotta rush
Zoom by, kush on my left, pills on my right
Kept the white right in the middle like moon pies, I'm too high
They think they riding 'til they goons die
My youngin ask you what's your shoe size
Then probably let a few fly
I'm in Miami with a mu-ma
Tryna win a Grammy off of grams and buddha
I want the mula
I'm feeling like I ain't took a nap in weeks
I'm up, couple thousand tucked, right in back the jeep
I'm stuck, diamonds in the cut, make a actress speak
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Master P
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Killa Cam
20 Grand, spin it like a ceiling fan
Pan pan, old Harlem niggas pitching grams
Kill the streets, then hit the beach, go get a tan
Not again, look he dropping the drop again
I could go Margielas, Jordan, Timberland moccasin
Your raggedy guns, don't even acknowledge 'em
Them old Eagles, nigga fuck is you, Donovan?
My connect, I swear remain anonymous
And that's on everything, never name my accomplices
In all honestness, they the real reason for all my accomplishments
See that car ain't from rap, heron sponsored it
Look we could bond a bit
Can't tell you everything though, believe it's monster shit
Gas busting, that's nothing
Bag up something
Niggas ran off with work, that led to casket stuffing
Murder 1, homicide, is that disgusting?
Pulled the hammer on me, I said fag you bluffing
From Lennox Ave, the killer first
I get skrilla, yeah killer I'm still in first
I'm feeling like I ain't took a nap in weeks
I'm up, couple thousand tucked, right in back the jeep
I'm stuck, diamonds in the cut, make a actress speak
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Master P
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Killa Cam
20 Grand, spin it like a ceiling fan
Pan pan, old Harlem niggas pitching grams
Kill the streets, then hit the beach, go get a tan
I'm feeling like I ain't took a nap in weeks
I'm up, couple thousand tucked, right in back the jeep
I'm stuck, diamonds in the cut, make a actress speak
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Master P
Sports, drugs and entertainment, think I'm Killa Cam
20 Grand, spin it like a ceiling fan
Pan pan, old Harlem niggas pitching grams
Kill the streets, then hit the beach, go get a tan
Hit the beach, go get a tan
Do Miami nigga
Bahamas, Cuba
Antigua, Venezuela, we outta here
Beach life nigga, fuck the hood