H.W.B ft. Dave East Lyrics

Uh, yeah

Woo, you already know, yeah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah

What if I never gave a fuck how they felt

I know I'm nice, ain't no debate, I know it's hate

I love the race

Speeding through lights, I roll the dice

I love my life, yeah, might live it twice

I just finished robbing Chase

Watching out for private Jakes

Masking up, can't show my face

Cuz once this COVID hit, I hit a million licks

Bought a million sticks, you can choose a pick

If you wanna die or live

Violence is high as shit

But let a nigga violate

I'ma just annihilate

Everything he ever knew

Leave his body on the news

Coroners won't have a clue

Missing like he hung with blue

Paper trail through Baton Rouge

You could see I'm living good

Started out was in the hood

Broke as fuck

Eating ramen noodles

Nigga, I was stuck

Trying to get my dollars up

Thinking robbing armored trucks

I just barely gave a fuck

Even when they locked me up

I was trying, hold it down

Niggas snitching, hope he drown

If I see him, stick him up

Throw his body in the trunk

Probably smoke him like a Dutch

Leave his body in a ditch

Put him out just like a cig

Me, my niggas getting rich

And we into flipping shit

Too legit to fucking quit

Bitches on my fucking dick

Calling up my fucking phone

Every time I'm coming home

Weed and liquor, got Patron

I'm just trying to fucking own

All these acres, all this land

All this gold and all these guns

All these niggas shoot for fun

Show you where I'm fucking from

Burnside nigga from the slums

Show you how to shoot your gun

Now we eating, now we stuffed

Bitches looking at me stuck

Middle fingers always up

Cause I could never give a fuck

WHAT?

Life and times of a gangster

I deserve a movie

Now I put these diamonds on your head like Uzi

Salute me or shoot me

Head on the pavement

Wearing my kufi

Stafallah, Cause all these groupies keep saying they trying to chew me

Fluently talk the language of the mob

Like I'm Italian

Just make sure it's water when we talking about medallions

Me and Fallon

6E chilling

Ain't had no stylist

Laundry pilling

I was trying to get this dust in by the gallon

She, she and she want me

I think I'm gyallis

New crib look like a palace

Eating lobster over salad

Switch the flow like sneakers

Raised around tweakers

Me and Ayesha

Used to talk about the demons

I had that talk with my nieces

Pieces I used to hunt for

Got a taste, now I want more

Window shopping

Couldn't afford the purchase

Shit I once stole

They hustle and they scamming here

Pick a spot we landing there

Hand in hand with grams

I heard the smokers say the champions here

I know a fiend

Clean this whole block up

For a can of beer

Yeah

Get right to the front

Look like I ran through clear

When you focused

They feel it

You got a glow about you

Bullets for emotional niggas

I'll blow the hoe up out you

Pablo

Yeah, what

Bronx