Made Me

[Intro: DJ Drama]

*breathing*

You hear that?

It's a breath of fresh air

[Verse 1: Dave East and (DJ DRAMA)]

Arguing over status, I'm talking static

In Harlem we all are savage

No problem to park in traffic

Off the package, walk ya palace

Leave 'em walking backward

Juice bar visits for walking backwards

Shots to rip apart your mattress

Like Keenan Ivory all my brothers get chicken

Picking bitches to pitch it, come get it, we live expensive

Get tickets, never paid attention, get warrants, fuck it

Like fuck the district, piss on a prescient

Gun is heavy you couldn't lift it

Cruise like Penelope, jealousy I could taste it

Call up Sav for the cases, no talking feel like a mason

Illuminati in my mind, soul, and my body

Post up in ya mother lobby, a couple bricks from Papi

Niggas talking 'bout they got it, bet you all them niggas broke

Treat em like an eighth of sour I get all them niggas smoked

Took a picture if they sniffers I get all them bitches coke

Play the center tryna ball I'll knock 'em off right in the post

[Hook: Makarel]

I swear them streets made me

I'm grinding hard like the 80's

I swear the shit that drive you crazy, oh baby

I'm just getting to it clocking in for the money

'Cause I remember days when a nigga stayed bummy

Now the all the hoes on my dick, now the shit is funny

But honestly all they get is dick from me

[Verse 2: Dave East]

Black and red Jordan Sixes, a couple Florida bitches

Asking niggas to clip 'em couldn't afford the biscuit

Had enough for some chicken couldn't afford the biscuit

Seen a body drop right in front of me, made me more religious

Order pigeons that's bird, sat by the curb

Lot of foreigns we swerve, older bitches say I curve

My word, I got that hustle in me

These little niggas is shooting, not tryna knuckle with me

Back block with an old smith and a couple 50s

Tryna get it true Harlem nigga I love the city

Water pitcher niggas move Dasani

We got ya building on fire you better move ya mommy

Your GPS can't locate me it take a crew to find me

80s baby grew in the 90s fuck Giuliani

Made a couple thousand and blew it, I bet I make it back

Sell the whole thing take straight cash and make it stack

Sleep on the guard if you're tired I'll help you take a nap

[Hook: Makarel and (Dave East)]

I swear them streets made me

I'm grinding hard like the 80's

I swear the shit that drive you crazy, oh baby

I'm just getting to it clocking in for the money

'Cause I remember days when a nigga stayed bummy

Now the all the hoes on my dick, now the shit is funny

But honestly all they get is dick from me

[Outro: DJ Drama]

(GANGSTA)

How's that feel?

Made in Harlem, New York City

Dave East

Hate Me Now niggas