Dave East — 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