Day I Die
Dave East, GLC
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Started with nothin' Talkin' this, talkin' that Talk that money, nigga! Huh? In the ghetto shit get real, I dont care how niggas feel Heavy metal sit you still; kiss the devil in the grille Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make shit hot, I bet these hammers make 'em drop I got my shades on, and this haze strong, and them diamonds black, just like Akon I know killers bees that's not Raekwon Head in my lap, like her face gone Made eight songs, that's like eights bombs Just gotta make it, no Trey Songz Beat knockin', that base strong From the same town that put Ma$e on (put Ma$e on?) And he Cam' too; I smoke bamboo til' them grams through Stop copying what your man do Lost count of all the bitches I ran through O-G Kush from Oakland, take that to the head like shampoo Grand Crew, free Max B All this paper coming in tax free Started with a whole lotta nothing Now I'm tryin' to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lotta frontin' Comin' from the bottom, starvin' to take they spot All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die Started with a whole lotta nothing Now I'm tryin' to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lotta frontin' Comin' from the bottom, starvin' to take they spot All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die In the ghetto shit get real, I dont care how niggas feel Heavy metal sit you still; kiss the devil in the grille Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make shit hot, I bet these hammers make 'em drop It started back on '87; I was eleven with a Mac-eleven I was more about gettin' paper But for the folks, I kept a weapon Trying to flip Big Daddy Cane Nigga wasn't no half-steppin' Then I switch to moving green; as a teen I got connected I hustled hard, on these (?) At sixteen I was ownin' cars; '90 Lumina, Impala Man, the Chi had a different meaning, when they said "shoot for the stars" Man, it wasn't about no dreamin', it was about killin' Mars Fucked up, when I look back, when (?) got his shit cracked Man, we ain't had no daddy, nobody tell us to get back All we knew was two-elevens, one-eighty-sevens, and kick-backs Now it sucks when I'm tryin' to sleep and I'm still hearin' them click-clacks Started with a whole lotta nothing Now I'm tryin' to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lotta frontin' Comin' from the bottom, starvin' to take they spot All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die Started with a whole lotta nothing Now I'm tryin' to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lotta frontin' Comin' from the bottom, starvin' to take they spot All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die In the ghetto shit get real, I dont care how niggas feel Heavy metal sit you still; kiss the devil in the grille Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make shit hot, I bet these hammers make 'em drop I don't need your handshakes and your fake love Ya'll fake thugs, ya'll grille heat Niggas f*ck you up and then still speak She sucked me off til' I feel weak She nasty, but I love it My shooter with me in public Comin' from where the housing was public Got myself popping, nigga, with no budget Duckin' five-oh, so I ride slow Smoking hydro, til' my eyes low What it take to pull, hesitate to pull So just save the bull for Chicago Get wrapped up like gyro Younger, rich, poor they flossin' He couldn't afford a fortune, but bet he afford a coffin Recorders all finna catch you, so watch who you stand next to Extended clips that'll stretch you Shots get sent just like a bitch text you These streets 'bout to know my story; dedication, passion and glory Glock-nine so clutch, Rob Horry Gators might bite; don't step on my Mauri's, nigga Started with a whole lotta nothing Now I'm tryin' to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lotta frontin' Comin' from the bottom, starvin' to take they spot All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die Started with a whole lotta nothing Now I'm tryin' to take everything they got These niggas do a whole lotta frontin' Comin' from the bottom, starvin' to take they spot All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die In the ghetto shit get real, I dont care how niggas feel Heavy metal sit you still; kiss the devil in the grille Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot All these cameras make shit hot, I bet these hammers make 'em drop Man, I feel like shit nuttier than a motherfucker at the moment, you know I'm talkin' 'bout? Motherfuckers lookin', spectulatin', and talkin' about what's goin' on in the motherfuckin' city That's my city, you know what I'm talkin' bout? At the end of the day, this shit been goin' on, man Motherfuckers just ain't have no YouTube, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Shit, don't be surprised; ya'll motherfuckers took away all the motherfuckin' fathers Locked 'em up or introduced them to that motherfuckin' crack And now here we is, God dammit; we out here like that, God dammit At the kick-back with nobody tellin' us to get back, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Shit, man we gotta stop pointin' the motherfuckin' finger, man And accept responsibility for this shit that's goin' on, boy Man up, motherfuckin' ban up. Cathedral to the congregation. Ism! It's Dave East and G-L-C Shout out to all the young playas out here gettin' it Church!
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Written by: David Brewster, David Lee Fletcher, Leonard Harris
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