Dave East – Scale And A Razor Lyrics

Scale And A Razor Lyrics by Dave East

[Intro]
One of the last real niggas alive
Truly believe that
I feel that
Prolly RT that

[Verse 1]
I did it all for the paper
I did it all for the cash
Chop up the greens wit’ a razor
I got my man off his a-s
I put my man on his feet
He ain’t gotta give me s–t back
Look in they face and they mad
That’s just the way that I act
I got my b—h a bag, if she play me, I’m taking it back
Brand new 600, I don’t even drive, I just sit in the back
Play with that money, get kidnapped while your kids take a nap
I could see her phone, you just keep calling while yo’ b—h in my lap
I risked it all for a package
Bought a Patek wit’ the back-end
I’m getting neck all through traffic
I got respect to my casket
N—-s love it when you struggling
They don’t like it when you having
F–k a chain, I bought another ratchet
Mixed up designer, but it’s matching

[Hook/Chorus]
In the hood we been famous
Get rich wit’ a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real s–t
I cannot respect if you hating
My neck and my wrist like a glacier
I smoke ’til you think I’m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon’ hate ya
I be gone when she wake up
In the hood we been famous
Get rich with a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real s–t
I cannot respect if you hating
My neck and my wrist like a glacier
I smoke ’til you think I’m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon’ hate ya
I be gone when she wake up

[Verse 2]
I told that b—h take off her makeup
Come eat me while I smoke this eighth up
If I get a scale and a razor, you gon’ think a n—a play for the Lakers
Go play for the Clippers if you was a barber
My n—a, you could never fade us
Shorty don’t work at the bank, but she like to chase
She won’t get no pay stubs
Pay me to pull up, I hate clubs
I bend her over, don’t make love
Not my C-Day, but I’m caked up
Jumped the DJ, he ain’t play cuz
Heats in the Wraith feel like fur
Open up that safe or get murcked
To the trap, like Tom Shep and Bernie Mac, can’t erase what we were

[Hook/Chorus]
In the hood we been famous
Get rich wit’ a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real s–t
I cannot respect if you hating
My neck and my wrist like a glacier
I smoke ’til you think I’m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon’ hate ya
I be gone when she wake up
In the hood we been famous
Get rich with a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real s–t
I cannot respect if you hating
My neck and my wrist like a glacier
I smoke ’til you think I’m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon’ hate ya
I be gone when she wake up

[Outro]
Get rich wit’ a scale and a razor
I be gone when she wake up
Get rich wit’ a scale and a razor
I be gone when she wake up