Have You Ever - Dave East

Back and forth to Florida hide the coke in goya

Pistol on my dresser bitch I’m from the border

Reef Buck my brother, Big Bay my brother

Really know I got 'em, Druggy know I really love 'em

All this forever love, mix around the headshot

This Crip I was never Blood, I’m just speaking facts

Papi told me work knowing that I’ma bring it back

Codeine gives me cold sweats

I had to tell my pops that he ain’t old yet

Percocets get in me, I got no stress

Dancing with the devil bitch I’m Milly Rocking

Freaky down in Philly its crazy now I got Philly rocking

My youngin' trapping in Brooklyn, that nigga stealing Thompkins

Ponzi scheming like them Wall Street crackers that got it

Immaculate profits that mean that paper God bless

I talked to Scrappy just knowing he walk the yard stressed

Them park sets had my back bigger

Know that you a target, you a black nigga

Used to homicide so we react quicker

We ain’t have a dollar on us but we had liquor

Drunk in the projects that was me, go ask niggas

Never seen a million but I’ve seen a body

You ain’t never served a fiend, ain’t never seen a lobby

Mafia thoughts, wish I could speak to Gotti

Stash tucked from my daughter in case them people found me

Never seen a million but I’ve seen a body

You ain’t never served a fiend, ain’t never seen a lobby

You got the key to the city?

Well shit I need a copy

Rap slow, half Spanish, I could go speak to Papi

I hid my pistol in my sock drawer

Everybody hard, we had the hard and you could cop soft

For some reason I don’t feel nothing when they knock a cop off

You ain’t the only one getting money I got these drop offs

Just thinking back to when I hardly was out

And Baltimore you got it cheap so we target the South

Had dime bags on me walking past LaGuardia Houses

They killed my cousin fuck we talking about?

Forever beef

Ain’t no truce here

My aunt used to tell me why she ain’t move there

Every year the same in the projects like what is New Years?

came home, same nigga they gave him two years

Crazy or forever, always keep a pair of blue Air’s

That first night in prison is the worst

Made it worse was coming home and seeing my niggas on the a shirt

Had to get it out the mud, I got respect for the dirt

Thinking how newer fiends would get their checks on the 1st

Sixty thousand in diamonds they like, «His neck gotta hurt»

Know my paps did dirt for that in life I’m probably cursed

Me and my daughter mother realized it never worked

I got sick of the same jeans, I just wanted a better shirt

Wanted some better shoes, can’t tell me I never worked

Never seen a million but I’ve seen a body

You ain’t never served a fiend, ain’t never seen a lobby

Mafia thoughts, wish I could speak to Gotti

Stash tucked from my daughter in case them people found me

Never seen a million but I’ve seen a body

You ain’t never served a fiend, ain’t never seen a lobby

You got the key to the city?

Well shit I need a copy

Rap slow, half Spanish, I could go speak to Papi