Disrespectful

C'mon
(What I'm doin' to the game right now is quite disrespectful)
Buda (Yeah, nigga)
Grandz
Schemin' that Harlem world vibe

Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Do you?)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Damn)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (Envy)
And you don't really wanna see me fly? (Fly)
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?

Now you don't want to see me angry (at all)
It ain't enough
Cuban links that could chain me (nah)
Niggas should thank me
When everybody had a dance
I was talking concrete (hard)
Pistols and niggas
Baby mother's in my arms reach (yeah)

Disrespectful, why nobody don't check you? (Why)
38 special make a nigga forgetful
Arm and hammer we used to use it to cut (cut)
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
I'm in Jersey, me and krutch

Dependable in the clutch (dirt gang)
We'll make them hate it
I guess it's just a glitch in the matrix
Strippers land in my section
Like pigeons land on the pavement

NYPD vans that really getting 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 thinking Porsches
That 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 (Buda)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?

When I was rebel, credit scams and EBT
Ave named me Dave East, I woke up on BET
VVS was all I wanted, Blu-ray, no DVD (Blue)
Shots fired, niggas run DMC, it's hard to breathe
Chrome Heart, roll up my sleeve
Now we eating, so I got etiquette (Etiquette)
A thousand pills of New Haven
Let's go to Connecticut

The shade room only post a nigga
When it's negative (only time)
Trap Olympics, I'm a gold medallist
When they ask me, what's the category
I say measurement (measure)
Newspaper around my bed
Vietnam veteran, who walking up?
Silent niggas be starving

'Cause they ain't talk enough (starving)
Circle the block, cut off the lights
It ain't dark enough (cut the light)
You smiling in my face
Turn your back, you frowning
Try to teach them how to swim
Same niggas drowning (drown)
When we was talking going up

Them same niggas downing (downing)
Same reason I don't bring
None of these niggas around me
She know I got a family
Still want to record me (Why?)
I guess she need a proof

When she's telling her story (I guess)
These be the same bitches
That you see on Maury (same ones)
On podcasts talking '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?
(I'm just hustling)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (Fuck I do?)

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 (My niggas)
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
Done turned into a jet (yeah)
They can never write your final chapter 'til you die (Never)
Every page gangsta
Find a author that can write it (write it)
Do you really wanna see me popped on the block?
Running in your spot, letting off a shot

Call the cops (come here)
If you don't, watch me
Double back with another Glock
Eyes glazed off a Henny shot
I've been knocking Pac
Machiavelli in the lab with Velli

Sipping private stock (my nigga)
Like I'm Biggie in that Coogi
My youngins like Junior Maf' (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? (Pablo)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?

Baby, I just don't have time these days
I'm in love with the game
I can't love you too



Credits
Writer(s): David Brewster, Daniel Garcia, Francis Ubiera, Michael Richard Kuzoian, Lenard Antonio Rodriguez
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