Dave East - Powder Lyrics

Lyrics Powder - Dave East



Lotta money, shit don't stop, a whole lotta money
That's what this about
I'm gon' get mine regardless (Uh)
I might put a bed on the Range and feel like I live on the road
I got my daughter to raise, so I'm falling back on you ho's
I counted up fifty today, so I'mma go get me some clothes
You have that powder you put on your feet,
We have 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'mma 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 jewellery
They don't look at me the same
They show me love when 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 (best shot)
Got down on my knees and I prayed
I woke up with keys to the reef
I got the key to to the safe
Here busting out with the hundreds
One party I came from they're gunning
They talk like they heard I'd be running
I got the game right where I want it
I tatted the gang on my stomach
I might put a bed on the Range and feel like I live on the road
I got my daughter to raise, so I'm falling back on you ho's
I counted up fifty today, so I'mma go get me some clothes
You have that powder you put on your chest,
We have 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'mma 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
(My niggas)
Niggas was cool with me, now I got jewellery
They don't look at me the same
They show me love when 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 (best shot)
I might put a bed on the Range and feel like I live on the road
I got my daughter to raise, so I'm falling back on you ho's
I counted up fifty today, so I'mma go get me some clothes
You have that powder you put on your feet,
We have that powder you sniff in your nose
My niggas live by the code
Now valleys you gon' get exposed
If freaky ain't get this through 30-year-old
I hope I see 30, that hit me the most
This foreign whip just hit the coast
I built me a brand, my business can grow
If I'm with my daughter but I need some weed
My little bitch can pick up the smoke
Most of my niggas was broke
Get it in blood or get it in coke
Flagging everyone in these streets,
Going off heard you was trippin' alone
Riding with niggas that don't be on
Instagram 'cos 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 leg room
Don't worry 'bout him, he'll be dead soon
Hatred come 'cos I'm a threat to him
I used to get on the bus, roll up a blunt with niggas I trust
My uncle was fucking with lean
Can't listen to him, 'cos that nigga was dusted
I value all of my jewellery, you get a funeral, you try to touch it
Hated the food up in jail, it twisted my stomach up
That shit was disgusting
We throwing hollows no punching in
The trap i ain't have to go punching
We would go hustle so eagerly,
Watch what I say 'cos my daughter repeating me
Now some execs wanna meet with me
The ones that I dream about wanna come sleep with me
Still only the gang can eat with me
I think about mowgli who needed me
Now some execs wanna meet with me
The ones that I dream about wanna come sleep with me
Still only the gang can eat with me
I think about franky who needed me
I might put a bed on the Range and feel like I live on the road
I got my daughter to raise, so I'm falling back on you ho's
I counted up fifty today, so I'mma go get me some clothes
You have that powder you put on your feet,
We have that powder you sniff in your nose



Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, David Brewster, Martin Pitt


Dave East - P2
Album P2
date of release
16-01-2018




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