
Eviction Dave East (Ft. Hanz On (Rap), Joe Young, Max B & Method Man)
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[Intro: Max B]
So wavy, so elegant, gyeah
[Bridge: Dave East]
Uh, I just wanna be free
D-d-d-d-Dame Grease on this mother fucker
[Verse 1: Dave East]
Movin' like they just evicted me
Pulled up in that foreign, got them niggas sick of me
Feds in the projects, I heard that they was takin' pics of me
Nas co-signed it, no Versace, rockin' HSTRY
This shit here, it should go down in history
We had them bundles, ask you uncle, he was tryna sniff for free
Niggas tried rob me turned into a fuckin' mystery
Trappin' 'til I got like fifty thousand on the wrist of me
Mixin' Cris with weed, I'm flippin', dippin' from D's
Scriptures tatted on us, no Bibles we had to read
You movin' not half my speed, you got a little buzz
But I got a little cuz that'll kill you if you laugh at me
Ain't nothin' funny, we 'bout this money come check the bank statement
Every month we on vacation, we cake chasin'
No patience, nigga, I hate waitin'
AK's quick and I heard you rat and seen the statement (rat! Dave East)
I just want to be free, I just want to be free
I just want to be free, I just want to be free
So wavy, so elegant, gyeah
[Bridge: Dave East]
Uh, I just wanna be free
D-d-d-d-Dame Grease on this mother fucker
[Verse 1: Dave East]
Movin' like they just evicted me
Pulled up in that foreign, got them niggas sick of me
Feds in the projects, I heard that they was takin' pics of me
Nas co-signed it, no Versace, rockin' HSTRY
This shit here, it should go down in history
We had them bundles, ask you uncle, he was tryna sniff for free
Niggas tried rob me turned into a fuckin' mystery
Trappin' 'til I got like fifty thousand on the wrist of me
Mixin' Cris with weed, I'm flippin', dippin' from D's
Scriptures tatted on us, no Bibles we had to read
You movin' not half my speed, you got a little buzz
But I got a little cuz that'll kill you if you laugh at me
Ain't nothin' funny, we 'bout this money come check the bank statement
Every month we on vacation, we cake chasin'
No patience, nigga, I hate waitin'
AK's quick and I heard you rat and seen the statement (rat! Dave East)
I just want to be free, I just want to be free
I just want to be free, I just want to be free
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