Made Me Dave East (Ft. Makarel)

[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