Testo Disrespectful - Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama
Testo della canzone Disrespectful (Dave East feat. Buda & Grandz & DJ Drama), tratta dall'album Book of David
You see (Come on)
What I'm doing to the game right now
Is quite disrespectful (Yeah, Grant)
I didn't mean to make 'em cry
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Do you?)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (I'm sorry)
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Envy)
And you don't really wanna see me fly (I don't know no better)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (I feel you)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (What I do to you?)
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Oh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly (You can't do what I do)
Nah, you don't wanna see me angry (At all)
It ain't enough Cuban links that could chain me (Nah)
Thank me
When everybody had a dance, I was talking concrete (Uh)
Pistols, gats, baby mothers in my arm's reach (Yeah)
Disrespectful, why nobody don't check me? (Why?)
Thirty-eight special, make a nigga forgetful
Arm and hammer, we used to use it to cut
Your jewelry like them bitches you lovin'
, You keep 'em in the tuck (Tuck)
She a dog, I don't know what she mixed with, that's a mutt (Mutt)
I'm in Jersey, me and Kreps, dependable in the cut
What makes 'em hate it? I guess it's just a glitch in the matrix
Strippers layin' in my section like pigeons layin' on the pavement
NYPD vans to really gettin' tans on vacation
Versace did the durag, Picasso with a blue flag
I can see it in your eyes, you wanna hurt me but you cautious
I wake up thinkin' Porsches, that's gon' make these niggas nauseous
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (I think you do)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Why you wanna do that?)
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Uh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly (Yeah)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (They don't wanna see me fly)
Do you really wanna make me cry?
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Both)
And you don't really wanna see me fly (You already know)
When I was rebel, credit scams and EBT
Ape named me Dave East, I woke up on BET
VVS was all I wanted, Blu-ray, no DVD
Shots fired, niggas run, BMC, it's hard to breathe
Chrome Heart, roll up my sleeve
Now we eating, so I got etiquette
A thousand pills in New Haven
Let's go to Connecticut
To the Shade Room, only post shit when it's negative (Only time)
Trap Olympics, I'm a gold medalist
When they ask me, "What's the category?" I say, "Measurin'"
Newspaper 'round my bed, Vietnam veterans
Say, "Who walkin' up?"
Silent niggas be starvin' 'cause they ain't talk enough (Starvin')
Circle the block, cut off the lights
It ain't dark enough (Cut the lights)
You smilin' in my face, turn your back, you frownin'
Tried to teach 'em how to swim, the same niggas drownin' (Drownin')
And we was talkin' goin' up, the same niggas downin' (Downin')
Same reason I don't bring none these niggas 'round me (None of 'em)
She know I got a family, still wanna record me (Why?)
I guess she need the proof 'cause she tellin' her story (I guess)
These be the same bitches that you see on Maury (Same ones)
On podcasts talkin' 'bout you while you in your glory (Dirty)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Why you wanna do that?)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Come to the top, Dave East)
Or is it that you really envy Dave?
And you don't really wanna see me fly (Fly)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Let a nigga fly)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Let a nigga shine)
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Uh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly
Mass Appeal signed me, I got up with Def Jam (Yeah)
Forbes list, me and Nas, then I gave my niggas jobs
Some ain't work out, but they traveled
More than they ever did (Everywhere)
Got around women and bosses they would've never met
Tried to take over the streets, then it turned into the 'net
First class at LaGuardia, then turned into a jet (Yeah)
They can never write your final chapter 'til you die (Never)
Every page gangster, find the author that you're writin' (Writer)
Do you really wanna see me popped on the block?
Runnin' in your spot, lettin' off a shot, call the cops (Come here)
If you don't, watch me double back with another Glock (Double back)
Eyes glazed off a Henny shot, I been knockin' Pac (Pac)
Makaveli in the lab with Velli, sippin' private stock (My)
Like I'm Biggie in that Coogi, my youngins like Junior MAFIA (Uh)
I'ma always find my space if you give me room or not
Louis top, Louis hat, Louis shoes, Louis socks (Vuitton)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Why you wanna do that?)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Let's go)
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Uh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Uh)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Yeah)
Or is it that you really envy Dave? (Bow)
And you don't really wanna see me fly
Baby, I just don't have the time these days
I'm in love with the game
I can't love you too
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Writer(s): Daniel Garcia, Francis Ubiera, David Brewster, Michael Kuzoian, Lenard Rodriguez
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