(AraabMUZIK)

[Dave East]
My nigga was hungry, went got him a plate
You broke, get out of the way

They look at me now like, "He gotta be paid"
I look at the game, they gotta be slaves
This shit ain´t never gon´ stop
Niggas turn rats, you thinkin´ like, "How was he raised?"
I used to trap in the rain, thank God that I changed
Not tryna go back to them ways
What go around come around, my nigga, that´s karma (Karma)
Just trying to add another comma
She told me she fell in love with my persona
I feel like Mary, don´t want no more drama
I can´t get in tune with that trash
I had to Louis my bags, you know, that Vuitton shit
Pack smelling like an armpit

Who is that? Why they calling?
We trap and get off it
My nigga, that´s cap, I know you be fraudin´
Come with my money, I´m not tryna bargain
Cramps in my stomach, a nigga was starving
I listen to Lox so I hardly was talking
Problems, I saw ´em too often
Your bitch´d look good in the dark
I would´ve kicked them up out my apartment (Yeah)
We got this shit lit from the start
My cousin call me, I accept all the charges (All of ´em)
She got a big mouth, her head, it better be awesome (Better be)
Niggas rather you be dead, my mama said, "Boy, you better be cautious"
Phone tapped, niggas heard what you said, I seen the realest get extorted

I don´t ask shit ´cause I bought it (Bought it)
A hundred racks to my lawyer (Lawyer)
Plug sent a pack and I caught it (Caught it)
This life get wack, but I enjoy it (Uh)
First felony at eighteen, still having problems at the border (Still)
If they kill me, I´ll go out a martyr
Fuck what you talking, nobody go harder (Huh)
[A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Thank God I got out of the trenches
Even though my niggas still in the system
The bitch lied if she said I ain´t kill it
Nigga, naw, never ever forgive her
The tank big enough for eight bitches
Rich bitches, big bitches, nigga, listen
Big Richard hit different (Yeah, let´s go)

[A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

Every car, man, it´s mine, never catch me in a rental
If a nigga drop a dime, my nigga, he never was with you, yeah
If you see a nigga with me, you already know he official
Young nigga rockin´ icy watches on the regular, told you bitches I ain´t regular, yeah, uh
I pull up taking niggas´ bitches, I don´t mean to get you offended
I swear I don´t do it intentionally
I get money, so this shit is nothin´ to me
Whole lot of sons in this industry, my nigga, it´s only one of me
Me and my nigga East from the same side, yeah, he like a cousin to me

[Dave East & A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I put that shit on my life, I put that shit on my daughter (Kairi)
I gotta go catch me a flight, but I´ll be right back by the morning (Be right back)
I used to be hungry at night, these niggas don´t know how I want it (Know how I want it)
This shit is a hell of a life, way better than standin´ on corners, six in the morning (Six in the morning, early, nigga)
I used to wake up at six in the morning (Wide awake, my nigga)
I walked right out the spot, them bitches was boring (Curve)
You thought them niggas was gangsters, we thought them niggas was corny (Corny)
I´m living legit, but´ll still get you hit while a nigga performing (Bah)
I was outside until six in the morning (Outside)

Soaking up game from OGs that did it the longest (OGs)
We don´t give a fuck what you smoking, this shit is the strongest
My youngin went H.A.M. on that nigga, we gave him a bonus (That´s true, yeah)
[ A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Count some bread, smoke some dope (Smoke some dope, yeah)
I couldn´t wear Hermes when I was broke (I was broke)
Get the scalpel, yeah, cut his throat, yeah (Cut his, mmm)
Ain´t with the scuffling, shoot his fro, mmm (Shoot his)
You wasn´t there when I was broke, yeah (When I was broke, yeah)
Nigga, if it´s really lit, just let me know (Just let me, just let me)

Just get the F&N and let it go (Let it, yeah, just let it go, yeah)

[Dave East]
Araab, you did it again
If she is not tryna fuck, I´ma go give her to friend
I´m living off lessons that you could only go and get from the pen´ (Pen´)
Mind racing, go and get me a pen (Pen)
Never mind, I ain´t wrote in a minute (Minute)
Glad to see her get her life together
Went and got a job, she ain´t smoked in a minute (Woo)
I been around the world and came back
As a matter of fact, we ain´t spoke in a minute (Spoke in a minute)
These lost niggas gotta know that he winning

Big blunt, Prada on when he shitting
God do, I don´t gotta forgive him (Not me)
He gotta hustle, I might gotta get with him
She love a nigga, she done got with the rhythm
Thank God I got out of the trenches
[A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Thank God I got out of the trenches
Even though my niggas still in the system
The bitch lied if she said I ain´t kill it
Nigga, naw, never ever forgive her
The tank big enough for eight bitches
Rich bitches, big bitches, nigga, listen
Big Richard hit different (Yeah, let´s go)

[ A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Count some bread, smoke some dope (Smoke some dope, yeah)
I couldn´t wear Hermes when I was broke (I was broke)

Get the scalpel, yeah, cut his throat, yeah (Cut his, mmm)
Ain´t with the scuffling, shoot his fro, mmm (Shoot his)
You wasn´t there when I was broke, yeah (When I was broke, yeah)
Nigga, if it´s really lit, just let me know (Just let me, just let me)
Just get the F&N and let it go (Let it, yeah, just let it go, yeah)