Dave East – Imagine Lyrics

Imagine Lyrics by Dave East

[Verse 1]
I don’t shit they never seen, the fuck do you mean? “huh?”
Blue strips on all the cheese, I want me some green “I want it”
I want hoes all in my socks, my shirt and my jeans “ah”
Harlem nigga but I always got that love for Queens “Queens”
Put the b——t to the side, on my momma, it’s that time, my n—a “time”
You ain’t talking ’bout moving forward, nevermind, my n—a
I’m timeless, n—a “timeless”
Make it hard to find that n—a “ah”
I ain’t trying to rap like Nas and I don’t rhyme like Jigga “at all” and they know that
Pop up every Thursday like a throwback
I did it for the culture, where my locs at? “dirt gang”
Far as the street s–t up in these labels, we control that “we got it”
Bully out the jail, won’t let ’em go back

Shooter’ll still throw that
S–t ain’t been the same since I did the cover with Kodak
Did a verse for Esco, he couldn’t believe I wrote that
My uncle was a crackhead, ain’t wanna believe he smoked that
Me and Pooch fought, but I love him, I hope he knew that
I ain’t even know homie shot me until he passed
I honestly want his life back
Help us f–k up this cash
Too violent, my past
My pockets was filled with bags “bags”
A street n—a for a dad
It’s politics on the ave’
Used to pack vanillas
Trapped with killers
Might pop a black gorilla
When they feel like you really been through it, they gon’ have to feel that

[Hook/Chorus]
Live or died for the block, I seen my homie get shot
You ain’t never witness the s–t we witnessed, n—a, stop
Detective was on us, imagine me talking to cops “imagine”
Wasn’t always famous, imagine we walking your block “imagine”
I know how it feel to be broke “feel to be broke”
No product, smokers still buying soap, I remember, n—a
Big Glock, kept it, still in my coat “big Glock”
Got the most to say, but still n—-s broke, I remember, n—a

[Verse 2]
Me and a couple homies took a oath “oath”
Never broke the code “never”
Winter time, south of Florida, just ’cause I hate the cold “Miami”
My homie said he apologised, he ain’t make my show
Gave him 25, he appealed it, hoping he make parole “my n—a”
This s–t be funny, hope you understand these politics “understand”
If rap don’t work, I’m on the turn pipe, trying to make powder flip
Me and closest n—-s on a jet, that’s a private trip
Talking how these n—-s still corny wearing designer s–t “lames”
That Gucci ain’t gon’ get that p—y “nah”
That Fendi ain’t gon’ work as fast as the Henny “nah”
Talking ’bout bags, rental planning “planning”
Just know that cash come with envy
Goofies be acting too silly “goofy”
I used to bag up, get busy
Now every rap, know that they feel me, we live life “don”

[Hook/Chorus]
Live or died for the block, I seen my homie get shot
You ain’t never witness the s–t we witnessed, n—a, stop
Detective was on us, imagine me talking to cops “imagine”
Wasn’t always famous, imagine we walking your block “imagine”
I know how it feel to be broke “feel to be broke”
No product, smokers still buying soap, I remember, n—a
Big Glock, kept it, still in my coat “big Glock”
Got the most to say, but still n—-s broke, I remember, n—a