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the east - raghe lyrics

(verse 1)
ok i said it
no, i never meant it
sh-t be popping off, when we be talking hard and then forget it
get her in bed, and dead it, sneak out the window spending
these days out east be colder than these veins up in my system
but b-tches be the coldest, i know this i’m from the east
don milly, the street i locate, i trap, reside, then i eat
took this n-gga out the city, trapped in 613
days in the north ain’t too bad but i be missing t.o streets
like the f-cking acc, where the raps f-ck up your team
“we the north” became the anthem for this n-gga’s whole country
used to wake up before henry, having dreams about bay street
harvey spector all these n-ggas in the courtroom getting cheese
but these days up in the east
swear it makes a n-gga weak
year ago up in my room, i was stressing no relief
thought about another dream, i had a faith and took that leap
and now i’m jumping on the beat, and plus this n-gga on tv
yup

(hook) x2
and now a n-gga on a screen, yeah
but i’m still out in the streets, yeah
always repping for the east, yeah
and i’m never gonna leave, yeah

(verse 2)
switch the flow up
knock on the door, she shows up
they know i’m bout to blow up, make thunder like oklahoma
hot just like a sauna, this n-gga be on the come up
praying that he don’t f-ck up, while he refilling his own cup
fairview mall is the chill spot, faded up on this rooftop
mall rattin’ and rapping, i’m scheming like it’s my day job
earned all this sh-t i do got, praying that i do not flop
tailoring all you p-ssies to my style, call me tiptop
worked at the gap, i slacked off, pat me down like i just robbed
n-gga gon’ end his shift and now my backpack what they take off
find nothing, man they seem so stunned
day after day like reruns
syndicate all my bullsh-t, while sticking with all my day ones
raghe, how are you not done? dancing like you a jackson
acting, rapping, and balling it’s savage but i can manage
challenge is finding balance
g*nius like terrence mal1ck
planning this tape so b-tches can snap and turn to fanatics

(hook) x2

- raghe lyrics

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