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letra de really wit me - dave east

[intro]
wake up
jojo beats
they say money ain’t everything
i say them n-ggas ain’t make enough money yet
rag (ughhh)

[verse 1]
bad b-tch beside me as i push the foreign (bad)
hood getting nasty we was just as torn (nasty)
different club every night, even that sh-t get borin’
it’s hard to stay off it, cause all my n-ggas on (we on)
reminiscing on the nights i thought i wouldn’t make it (ugh)
we made a vow to hold it down
i swear i wouldn’t break it (i swear)
the judge gave him 25 he said he couldn’t chase it (gang)
n0body hearin from him
found him in his cell naked (ah)
stay on point homie, around here it get real dangerous (real)
if i don’t know you, i don’t know you, i don’t feel strangers
xans’ turn him to superman, watch how that pill changed ya
i know old gangstas, the semi 50s
they still banging (dead homies)
bad b-tch beside me as i board this jet (board it)
i fell in love with cash before i saw a cheque (on god)
where your honour at my n-gga, where your morals at
a n-gga or a b-tch i need? i never saw it yet (i haven’t)
askin n-ggas for credit, put you on deck
brick in the trunk headed to charlotte
where the h-rnets at (we out)
labels love to give n-ggas advances, i need more than that twenty thou that ain’t no money (way more)
bad b-tch beside me as i roll this blunt
n-ggas ain’t respect your heart cause you ain’t show enough
introverted, n-gga, i don’t open up (i don’t)
smokin’ with my loc’, just thinkin’ what if we both was up (both up)
when it was time to double back, you wasn’t showing up
asked god for forgiveness was wilding when we was growing up (bloah)
you couldn’ roll with us we’ll rob you, you wasn’t broke enough
got family in the islands just packing cocainean coconuts (cocaina)
[verse 2]
get it through customs right to the city, shop we can open up
copped the newest coupe, n-ggas think we moving fruit
might dye my hair, grow out my beard so they don’t notice him
nose candy, i play miami, probably with zo and ’em (sac passé)
bad b-tch beside me, i might kick her out (sh-t out)
momma found my stash, like what this sh-t about (what’s this?)
empty the clip my n-gga, pour some liquor out
i’m good with it, cause i’ve been without (nothing out)
back to back foreign spinning out (out)
just to see me is expensive now (pay up, ow)
so many hoes they think i’m pimping now (pimp, wow)
get away with murder, oj simpson style (ow)
bad b-tch beside me as i pour a glass (bad)
learned this sh-t in the streets, i didn’t go to class (dropped out)
ready to take a n-gga out ’cause you know he trash (box soda)
this money coming, i just hope it lasts (yeah)
they was lit until they smoked his ass (bloah, blast)
two hunnid’ something (skrrrr)
i don’t know the dash (smash)
this p-ssy bueno, i just hope i last (bueno, splash)
paying for that body easy as a lay up, glass (glass)
bad b-tch beside me, ain’t no n-ggas with me (none)
couple trucks follow, with some hittas with me (my n-ggas)
i can do it like ’em, and fifty, or like big and diddy (either, or)
i might have to lose it all to see who really with me (really with me)
who really with me
if i lost everything, who gone still f-ck with me
i might have to lose it all to see who really with me
[outro]
mike kuz
jojo
album done, n-gga (gang)
who really with me
i might have to lose it all

- dave east

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