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We get it
They hated
They hated
I'm here
Dave East that talk
Streets that;
NYC, L.A., Chicago, Detroit, the whole
get it

I had a basic plan, get out the projects and never look
Could still smell the from when my uncle would cook crack
One between homies, better yet brothers
That used to spend the night with other
They was best friends
One name was Anthony, the hood 'em Ant Live
Kept his on 'em, so he bought a bigger pant size
He got a little colder the moment he his man die
That was ten ago
Baby-face, that his beard would grow
Now he throw a set up he go
He just a product of his
Told me he'd rather die than ever go to Rikers
Did a bid, his celly was blood, he studied five
Came home, let niggas see me, I'll never ride with tint
Cory was his right-hand man, his mother up
She was checks with the wrong nigga
He popped Xannys and he just him some strong liquor
Lose the attitude, he
For years he tried to get a or two
Moms begging he finish school, but he get into
Ant' met Cory when they was with innocence
Ant' his dad around 'cause that nigga was militant
Cory found a holder pass, some cash, could triple it
Double it, stack it up, Cory never want to spend
Ant' was blowing fast, big Meeching when he shopped
nigga, body wrapped in diamonds, necklace, and the watch

They Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No up in the crib, I guess I came up out the darkness
Mood change when I spark it, new Range, now I it
They hated Jesus, Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) eight niggas in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I up out the darkness
Mood change I spark it, new Range, now I park it

and Cory set up a trap, fiends in and out of that
No mask, stocking cap, robbed him, but he got it back
Six in the with baggies on him was a way of life
Streets will teach you quick, ain't nothing free, pay the
Eviction notice in the kitchen, your bitch will stay the
Cory had the sour him, Ant' fuck with 'yola
Got kicked out his moms crib, she found a boulders
Locked up with killers up North, he a couple shoulders
Cory told Ant' on the V I the block was
Ant' told Cory be grateful, amazing
Three and light bed, Ant' stayed in drama
He was light skinned, outside before you was typing
No
Cory and Ant' had butter
The other niggas from the block, just loved to watch him
Couple hate us, but nothing major, knew the streets
Niggas caught Cory, made him off that new Philippe
Cory it on the chin, he wasn't new to beef
Killers kill you for talking, all you do is speak
Thats a man down, Ant' Cory have the fam 'round
And keep on shitting on niggas your pants brown
They hustle low, so much evidence [?] found
Cory got nervous whenever spun that Van 'round
snatched him and talked about the way he got it
Broke the code, that was snitchin', it no way around it

hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) eight niggas living in a apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I up out the darkness
Mood when I spark it, new Range, now I park it
They Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I I came up out the darkness
Mood when I spark it, new Range, now I park it

East
It's your man, Nas
Keep what you do
Peace be on to you my brother
Young