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[Intro: Dave East & French Montana]
La musica de Harry Fraud
I maneuver
Montana!
Put it up fraud
Ah

[Hook: Dave East & French Montana]
If it’s ’bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I’m on the hand-to-hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver (I maneuver)
In that foreign, I maneuver

[Post-Hook: Dave East & French Montana]
VVSes on me, keep my weapon on me
Patek Philippe (yeah), my bitch a freak (yeah)
Now tell me how you want it, them bad bitches on it (on it)
A hundred freaks (yeah), a hunnid Vs (yeah)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
I’m out for dead presidents to represent me
I’m just praying that the feds don’t never come and get me (I’m praying)
What do you say to a youngin’ knowing his stomach empty (starving)
He just wanna unload, shoot ’til his gun is empty (boom)
We hustle smart (smart), never just wanted any cash (nah)
These niggas robbing from Pathmarks, stealing from Jimmy Jazz
Welcome to gangland, don’t come without no visit pass (don’t come)
Last year, imagine I counted over a million cash

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Made it out the jungle, came back in a Jaguar (Skrrt)
Shawty ass fat with a clap back
Check checks, so that straight cash (Now tell me you want it, eh)
Suit suit to that ski mask (Now tell me you want it, eh)
The bitch ballin’ like Cooper, German Sheppard, German Ruger
Baby on my Vs stupid, but I put you on the Uber (skurt)
Two hundred on the dash, V12, how I maneuver (haan)
Ice on the hookah, neck looking like a jeweler

[Hook: Dave East & French Montana]
If it’s ’bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I’m on the hand-to-hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver (I maneuver)
In that foreign, I maneuver

[Post-Hook: Dave East &French Montana]
VVSes on me, keep my weapon on me
Patek Philippe (yeah), my bitch a freak (yeah)
Now tell me how you want it, them bad bitches on it (on it)
A hundred freaks (yeah), a hunnid Vs (yeah)

[Verse 3: Dave East & French Montana]
And break your heart, you hate, your block hatin’
11:99, a mud haven
Finger tips still sore from all that rock shaving (haan)
I don’t associate with rats, these niggas got statements
All these diamonds on me white, no I am not racist
Grams of crates (crates), brainstorm for the grand escape (escape)
City is so late, on the Haitians (haan)
When they changed their face, I was changing faces (faces)
Bronx to Harlem, deadly combination
I’m in Miami, with Sadé on repeat (haan)
Fifty thousand, put it under the seat (stash)
Keep a gun in my reach (strapped), walk in my shoes, couldn’t fit one of my sneaks
I graduated from the corner, got my hustlers the green, let’s eat

[Bridge: French Montana (Dave East)]
My lawyer from the Jerusalem hit the trial with maces (ahh)
Lacking green stop your circulation (ahh)
Everyday on [??] thug [??] (ahh)
Celebration to the fiends that helped built the nation (ahh)

[Hook: Dave East & French Montana]
If it’s ’bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I’m on the hand-to-hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver (I maneuver)
In that foreign, I maneuver

[Post-Hook: Dave East & French Montana]
VVSes on me, keep my weapon on me
Patek Philippe (yeah), my bitch a freak (yeah)
Now tell me how you want it, them bad bitches on it (on it)
A hundred freaks (yeah), a hunnid Vs (yeah)

[Outro: French Montana]
Haan, yeah, your bitch a freak, yeah
Yeah, you niggas [??], yeah
Harlem Bronx deadly combination
Fiends helped built the nation
Grams to the crates
The grand escape

[Tag]
CashMoneyAP

[Intro]
I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way
(Switch my whole life up)

[Chorus]
I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way (found a way)
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way (found a way)
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way (found a way)
Got tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way (found a way)
I found a way
Any drug, any plug on deck, if you come around the way
I got dimes on the way
Ain’t got time for no games
Just wanna shine like a chain
I’m out my mind, out my brain (brain)
From the grind came the fame (fame)
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
(I ain’t got it)
Niggas that I grew up with, hate me more than ever
Charge it to the game (uh)
I just play the back seat, gettin’ top, while the driver switch lanes

[Bridge 1]
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way (found a way)
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way (found a way)
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way (found a way)
Got tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way (found a way)
I found a way, I found a way
Any drug, any plug on deck, come around the way
I got dimes on the way
Ain’t got time for da’ games (no time)
Just wanna shine like a chain (shine)
I’m out my mind, out my brain
From the grind came the fame
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change

[Verse 1]
Run up on me, must be out your brain
You and I, we are not the same
Ain’t say a word, when the cops a’ came
Money comin’, shit you gotta change
Hardest young nigga out the game
Watch my aim, got a hundred clip
Movin’ like I’m on the wanted list
I’m on a yacht, with a hundred Crips
I ain’t bitchin’, shit, I wanted this
Jump out in Louis Vuitton
White tee, black leather jacket, like I’m cool with The Fonz
Fuck the ring, kiss the shoe of a don
Hundred p’s, I could move ’em tomorrow

[Bridge 2: Dave East & D’anna Stewart]
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
(found a way)
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way
(found a way)
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way
(I-I-I-I-I)
Got sick and tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way
(y-e-e-a-a-a-h)
I found a way
(found a way, found a way)
Any drug, any plug on deck, if you come around the way
I got dimes on the way
Ain’t got time for no games
Just wanna shine like a chain
I’m out my mind, out my brain
From the grind came the fame (find a way)
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
Niggas that I grew up with, hate me more than ever
Charge it to the game
I just play the back seat, gettin’ top, while the driver switch lanes
Pull up, new Maserati
I ain’t touch her body, but the bitch came
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
Niggas that I grew up with, hate me more than ever
Charge it to the game
I just play the back seat, gettin’ top, while the driver switch lanes
Pull up, new Maserati
I ain’t touch her body, but the bitch came

[Outro: Dave East]
I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way
Got sick and tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way
I found a way
I found a way
I found a way
It was so hard, I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
I found a way

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Oh, we ain’t friends no more?
Why you won’t listen no more?
Damn, I let a good girl go
Away, away, away, I’ve been
All around the world
And I’ve been lookin’ for you, searchin’
You deserve it ’cause you’re perfect (perfect)

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Baby, baby, yeah, you perfect
Gotta compliment your tits (yeah, yeah)
All that ass up, love how you twerk it
Can you do that on the dick? (Can you?)
Don’t be shy, no, up and down (nah)
You know what it is (yeah, yeah)
Concentrate, baby, get it, get it
And bring that ass right here (right here, right here)
Ooh, ooh, I’ma go down, I’ma go down (I’ma go down)
Ooh, ooh, I’m doin’ freaky shit ’cause ain’t nobody ’round (nobody)
And don’t be actin’ fake when you see me out
You don’t wanna hear me out, how you gonna play me out? Why? Why?

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (Why?)
Why you won’t listen no more? (Listen)
Damn, I let a good girl go
Away, away, away, (away)
I’ve been, all around the world
And I’ve been lookin’ for you, searching (I’ve been lookin’)
You deserve it ’cause you’re perfect

[Verse 1: Dave East]
You deserve it ’cause you perfect (perfect)
You make every moment worth it (every moment)
I’m flyin’ down Collins, I’m shirtless (skrrt)
Just thinkin’ how you might’ve curved it (might have curved it)
I knew you a minute, don’t act like you don’t know the business
I’ve been tryna get all up in it
Gave you my card, I don’t know ’bout no limit (swipe)
They can’t see us in it, that foreign was tinted (oh)
Nowadays they get too borin’ with niggas
In love with that pussy, adorin’ these women (I love ’em)
Pull out some Molly, bet all of them with it
If I take you shoppin’, make sure it’s expensive (cash up)
Nothin’ feel better than knowin’ that pussy for me (mine)
I’ve been a wolf in these streets
I hold my own in it, ain’t nobody took it from me (nobody)
I get women you wouldn’t believe
Eye on that money, I’m gon’ get high with your honey
Might take a trip out of the country
Know I got hoes, she not findin’ it funny
Her brain is so good, I can’t ride with no dummy
I only see you in Prada, not bummy
I’m from the streets, but your momma gon’ love me
I told her, "I never run out of this money"
Fall back on your homies, a lot of them love me
It’s ’bout to get ugly

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, we ain’t friends no more?
Why you won’t listen no more?
Damn, I let a good girl go
Away, away, away, I’ve been
All around the world
And I’ve been looking for you, searchin’
You deserve it ’cause you’re perfect

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Baby, baby, yeah, you perfect
Gotta compliment your tits (yeah, yeah)
All that ass up, love how you twerk it
Can you do that on the dick?
Don’t be shy, no, up and down
You know what it is (yeah, yeah)
Concentrate, baby, get it, get it
And bring that ass right here
Ooh, ooh, I’ma go down, I’ma go down
Ooh, ooh, I’m doin’ freaky shit ’cause ain’t nobody ’round
And don’t be actin’ fake when you see me out (don’t be actin’ fake)
You don’t wanna hear me out, how you gonna play me out? Why? Why? (Better not, ha)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (Tell ’em)
Why you won’t listen no more? (Won’t listen)
Damn, I let a good girl go
Away, away, away, I’ve been
All around the world
And I’ve been lookin’ for you, searchin’
You deserve it ’cause you’re perfect

[Verse 2: Dave East]
Perfect, that might not describe you (it might)
I need a word, that’s much better
I’m tryna get back up inside you (oh)
Know they gon’ hate on the way that we slide through
I don’t know nothin’, I know ’bout survival (survival)
Why the hell women only fuck with lames? (Lames)
Used to the trains, ain’t been on no planes (nope)
Really thinkin’ all these niggas the same
After I hit it, I’m pickin’ your brain (I’m in)
I wanna know what you like
I wanna know if you smoke, am I strokin’ tonight? (Oh)
Picture us both gettin’ low on a flight
Love is a gamble, I’m rollin’ the dice
When you Snapchat, you takin’ pictures with my chain on
Club rockin’, but I ain’t goin’ (no)
Your shit get wetter than the rain pourin’
I’m tryna splash (splash)
I’m wonderin’ why we not friends? (Not one)
If you ask me, it kind of depends
I done got nasty with lots of her friends
I keep it a hunnid, don’t gotta pretend (no)
I be so blunted, I got to go in
I’m here for women, won’t acknowledge no men (no)
Was kind of drunk, but shawty got in the Benz (ooh)
Promise, stick with me, you probably gon’ win

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (Why?)
Why you won’t listen no more? (Tell me that)
Damn, I let a good girl go
Away, away, away, I’ve been
All around the world
And I’ve been lookin’ for you, searchin’ (I been lookin’)
You deserve it ’cause you’re perfect (you deserve it)

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Baby, baby, yeah, you perfect
Gotta compliment your tits (yeah, yeah)
All that ass up, love how you twerk it
Can you do that on the dick?
Don’t be shy, no, up and down (don’t be shy)
You know what it is (yeah, yeah)
Concentrate, baby, get it, get it
And bring that ass right here (right here, uh)
Ooh, ooh, I’ma go down, I’ma go down (I’ma go down)
Ooh, ooh, I’m doin’ freaky shit ’cause ain’t nobody ’round (nobody)
And don’t be actin’ fake when you see me out (better not)
You don’t wanna hear me out, how you gonna play me out? Why? Why? (No, no)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Dave East]
Oh, we ain’t friends no more? (Tell me that)
Why you won’t listen no more? (Don’t listen)
Damn, I let a good girl go (damn)
Away, away, away, I’ve been (been away)
All around the world
And I’ve been lookin’ for you, searchin’
You deserve it ’cause you’re perfect

[Outro: Dave East]
Perfect
You deserve it ’cause you perfect
You deserve it ’cause you perfect
You deserve it ’cause you perfect
Perfect
You deserve it ’cause you perfect
You deserve it ’cause you perfect
You deserve it ’cause you perfect

[Intro]
Hey

[Hook]
Fucking you is all that I’ve been thinking ’bout
Fucking you is all, all

[Verse]
I can’t go through my day
Without you crossing my mind
Them flashbacks be having me
Going insane
I need it now I can’t lie
The way you do what you do got me feeling
Some type of way (some type of way)
The way you do what you do got me wanting
You more each day
Each day, cause

[Hook]
Fucking you is all that I’ve been thinking ’bout
Fucking you is all, all

[Outro]
All, all
The way you do what you do got me feeling
Some type of way
Fucking you is all that I’ve been thinking ’bout
Fucking you is
The way you do what you do

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, yeahhh-ha-ha
There we go
Ha ha ha
(Renegade)
Ha ha ha

[Hook: Dave East]
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trappin’ and pitchin’?
Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

[Verse 1: Dave East]
Phone off, it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my mama, your honor
I’m not gonna speak on a soul
They told me you reap what you sow
[?] my nigga, I’ll never forget all the times you took me where I needed to go
I woke this morning like fuck everybody and that’s how I knew that I needed to smoke
My niggas is felons you niggas is jealous and y’all just defining the meaning of broke
I’m gettin some brain, I pulled out my chain and she started lookin’ like she seen a ghost
Diamonds is cold like goin’ outside with no jacket and mama say you need a coat
I do not wanna be stuck in the hood all day I rather go jump off a boat
When the album dropping? All they wanna know
Two thousand for this Moncler coat
Mike Amiri cost me eighteen
That ain’t no shirt that was straight jeans
Pineapple Fanta when I be on it
But my little bitch she drinking straight lean

[Hook: Dave East]
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trappin’ and pitchin’?
Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Ice hash in the bong
Take dabs til’ I’m gone
In the basement, growing base, this shit is strong like mase
Keep a low temp nail, ’cause it’s all about taste
I just did three mil’, did it all in one day
Hear em talk but I don’t believe him
New car so I’m gonna leave him
Talk down but they wanna be him, damn
They don’t go off like Khalifa man
2nd grade had two girlfriends
5th grade I was in Japan
Now I can never go broke again
I ain’t need no one to hold my hand (uh, fuck up off me)
If the weed good roll it then
Quick to turn a hater to a fan
Quick to get another million
Quick to spend it all with my fam
Quick to tell a nigga who I am
Quick to get my niggas out a jam
I’m a roll one
Pass it around, ain’t got lungs
You better grow some
I remember people lying to me
Now I force em’ all to stand in line
How he got a [?] but he flyin’
My nigga don’t text me right now I’m too high

[Verse 3: Dave East]
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my wrist, I put Patek Philippe now
Every day we can eat at Phillepe’s now
It’s hard to see through this weed cloud
I’m picking up bags when I leave town
A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red
Without these cameras they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
I’ve been that nigga since Simon Says
I heard you talk to a lot of feds
Bring your rent back to papi and gimme more
Fuck the re-up up at the Fendi store
Fuck the re-up up on Chanel
Fuck the re-up up on Vuitton
Last year I bet against the Cavaliers
I fucked the re-up on LeBron
We ain’t lookin’ for jobs livin’ like the mob
Hot temper keepin’ it calm
See I used to sleep in the slums
Now bitches chew me like a piece of some gum

[Hook: Dave East]
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trappin’ and pitchin’?
Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

[Verse 4: Dave East]
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now
Every day we can eat at Phillepe’s now
It’s hard to see through this weed cloud
I’m picking up bags when I leave town
A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red
Without these camera’s they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
Perc’s, Xan’s, Lean, Perc’s
Without these camera’s they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds

[Hook: Dave East]
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trappin’ and pitchin’?
Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?
Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

[Outro: Dave East]
Bag that up