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Powder

by Dave East

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Lot of money, man Shit don't stop Whole lotta money Never That's all it's about I'ma go get mine regardless I might put a bed in the Range It feel like I live on the road I got my daughter the raise So I'm falling back on you hoes I counted up fifty today So I'ma go get me some clothes You had the powder you put on your feet We had that powder you sniff in your nose My niggas live by the code I listen to Rich, I don't listen to broke I don't think you're fit for the smoke I laugh at your team, your clique is a joke Roll down the window and shoot Just drop off a bag, I'ma pick up and blow Remember my socks was wet, I fucked up half of my kicks in the snow I used to walk to the train Would only complain to niggas I know Niggas was cool with me Now I got jewelry, they don't look at me the same They show me love when they right in my face, but hate, they never will show I was taught you wanna see the body drop, you gotta aim at the brain Got down on my knees and I prayed I woke up with keys to the Wraith I got the key to the safe It's busting out with them hundreds We party, I can't bring the gun in They talk like they hardly be runnin' I got the game right where I want it I tatted the gang on my stomach I might put a bed in the Range Feel like I live on the road I got my daughter the raise So I'm falling back on you hoes Counted up fifty today So I'ma go get me some clothes You had the powder you put on your chest We had that powder you sniff in your nose My niggas live by the code I listen to Rich, I don't listen to broke I don't think you're fit for the smoke I laugh at your team, your clique is a joke Roll down the window and shoot Just drop off a bag, I'ma pick up and blow Remember my socks was wet, I fucked up half of my kicks in the snow I used to walk to the train Would only complain to niggas I know Niggas was cool with me Now I got jewelry, they don't look at me the same They show me love when they right in my face, but hate, it never will show I was taught you wanna see the body drop, you gotta aim at the brain I might put a bed in the Range Feel like I live on the road I got my daughter the raise So I'm falling back on you hoes I counted up fifty today So I'ma go get me some clothes You had the powder you put on your feet We had that powder you sniff in your nose My niggas live by a code Now if I let you, you gon' get exposed Freaky ain't get this 'til thirty years old I hope I see thirty, that hit me the most This foreign just whip up the coast I built me a brand, my business can grow If I'm with daughter but I need some weed, my lil' bitch go pick up the smoke Most of my niggas was broke Get it in blood or get it in coke Flaggin' everywhere in these streets, go up north, heard you was trip on the low I be with niggas that don't be on Instagram 'cause they living the most I kept a gun but I couldn't pay rent with the toast My living was gross Bunch of roaches in my bedroom I'm glad the Phantom got legroom Don't worry 'bout 'em, he be dead soon The hatred come 'cause I'ma threat to 'em I used to get on the bus, go roll up a blunt with niggas I trusted My uncle was fuckin' with 'Lique, ain't listen to him 'cause that nigga was dusted I value all of my jewelry, you get a funeral, you try to touch it I hated the food up in jail, it twisted my stomach, that shit was disgusting We throwin' hollows, no punchin' In the trap, I ain't have to go punch in We would go hustle so eagerly Watch what I say 'cause my daughter repeating me Now top execs wanna meet with me The ones I dream about come sleep with me Still, only the gang can eat with me I think about Mooga, you needed me Now top execs wanna meet with me The ones I dream about come sleep with me Still, only the gang can eat with me I think about Freaky, he needed me I might put a bed in the Range It feel like I live on the road I got my daughter the raise So I'm falling back on you hoes I counted up fifty today So I'ma go get me some clothes You had the powder you put on your feet We had that powder you sniff in your nose

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