It's A Shame

[Intro]

(High-High-High Honors)

[Verse]

Yo, once again it's Dave East, touchin' a hundred stashes

In caskets, we put them bastards (Baow)

We run the apples, Steve Jobs, only one did it faster (Only one)

Portraits of Egyptian women, play Ashford and Simpson

If cash was missing, watch my dog get a bag off the benches (Got it)

Trips to Italy, my presence different, bitches not forgetting me (Never)

Noodles from Sicily, this a epiphany (Oh)

Manifested, Bubba La Lexus, right where it's treacherous (Skrrt)

'95 when Kool G dropped, junkies infеsted (Uh)

Where wе played ball, syringes to Benzes, this was a dream (Dream)

Run from where niggas was teens, Half a million out they jeans (Harlem)

Talking fritz, rich, Duwop, L.A. before the rooftop (Uh)

A few chops, we kept in the crib, rollin' up ooh-whops

That's two blunts, Got cheese, middle of the day like school lunch

Hustle 'til I'm swimming in this money like the Scrooge Duck (Swimmin')

I never gave two fucks (Never), Dicky said I'm blued up

Marines turn to police, sames one that rocked the crew cut (Uh)

I'm cool with a smoker, that'll smoke yo ass for two bucks (Baow)

Niggas play games on the internet, now my mood's stuck (Stuck)

I'm drooled up, everything heavy like we be doves

From the Benz to BM Dub, Quick to get your BM Dub (Dub)

Keep that over there, I run through the city like I know the man (Runnin')

They hope they execute you, when niggas just want to hold a chair

It's Don Peasy, arm freezy, the chum breezy (Breezy)

That mean it's dancin', I'm in the vans and ain't on TV (Can't see me)

Gotta be vintage, 112 and Mace probably rocked it

Went from playing casey till I had a case in the docket

Never saving face, I don't give a fuck about y'all topics

We was day to day, tryna make our way right out the projects

No paper for lazy niggas, boy you gotta get busy

That's how I got it

[Outro]

A hundred thousand dollars in twenties, drinkin' Remy out the bottle

Hope the cops don't get with me

Ain't no security near me, when I'm back through the city

No paper for lazy niggas, boy, you gotta get busy

I'm better  proud of you