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Dave East – How We Livin’

Lyrics How We Livin’ – Dave East

I’m a hero, they paint me the villain
I know n**gas that ain’t no convincin’
On your top if I ever get mentioned
On your block with a hunnid lil’ n**gas
Why you post and you ain’t in the picture
Mix the cold and the game and come get you

Look, still on my mission
I’m still with them n**gas they talk about
They see me in person
It’s not what these n**gas been talkin’ ’bout

He think with his deeck, called my lil’ b**ch
Once he get drunk, she gon’ walk him out
I’ll make him .. off that parking lot
Right when he see him, his heart’ll stop
Not with them n**gas that talk a lot
Thinkin’ trouble ‘fore I I took another shot
It was really my brother, ain’t nothin’ to talk about
It ain’t nothin’ to talk about
I’m the type that’s gon’ shine when it’s dark inside
Hunnid shots, through the clip at apartment now
I ain’t tryna drive by, let’s go walk ’em down
Ain’t no Benz, got that pack, they kill order now

Still on my mission
I’m still with them n**gas they talk about
They see me in person
It’s not what them n**gas been talkin’ ’bout

Welcome to life, how we livin’
S**t, I gotta live right ‘fore they miss him
On my grind, if you blink, you might miss him
I might sip one more drink, just for rhythm
I might smoke one more spliff ‘fore I spin him
I might pull up on timin’ and kill him
I’m a hero, they paint me the villain
I know n**gas that ain’t no convincin’
On your top if I ever get mentioned
On your block with a hunnid lil’ n**gas
Why you post and you ain’t in the picture
Mix the cold and the game and come get you

Look, still on my mission
I’m still with them n**gas they talk about
They see me in person
It’s not what these n**gas been talkin’ ’bout

No one I can trust, seen fiends in a rush
Uncle tweakin’ off the dust
I had to be tough when my sneakers had holes
Summer jeans, I was cut
Rubbin’ on luck, n**gas had to fight the cold
Only thing we had was us
They see how I’m cut, this a different type of fabric
Found my passion on that bus
Let me fly South with a package in my bag
Prayin’ that this s**t don’t stop
Run the town, I might charge him a dime
Hunt a town, it’s like thirty a pop
Life lessons that I learned from my Pop
He know that the murder don’t stop
Like, you gon’ end up with a nurse or a plot
If I bury you, it’s gon’ hurt me a lot

N**ga, you ‘posed to get money and leave
I heard what he said, never stopped what I did
Had to get to it, I couldn’t ask Mama for Jordans
I learned to get s**t how I live, still in the crib
Finna hop out with the red, right before she kicked me out
Used to have guns in the couch, but all of this hatin’ about
Like, once we get in, ain’t no way we be out

Look, still on my mission
I’m still with them n**gas they talk about
They see me in person
It’s not what these n**gas been talkin’ ’bout

Whole conversation change as soon as I see n**gas
Word to my mama, not a love
Well wishes, how the family doin’
Online, it be gangsters, man
And keep that s**t on the internet
Yeah, hahaha…

Written by Dave East
Dave East | 2022

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