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Dave East

Genres: Hip-Hop

From The Heart Lyrics - Dave East

I don't got too many minutes left on the phone. 

Do me a favor, some I'm filling out my sheet right now for tomorrow to take the money out in the morning. (Alright). 

You can't take pay it? 

(Cause I don't have no credit card I got straight cash, 

I'm in the stu' but I can give it to somebody). 

Alright so umm you could meet up with wifey then I guess. 

where you at? What studio you downtown right now? 

(I'm in Queens I'ma be in Quad at 7 o'clock.) 

She get off at 8 or some shit like that, or 8:30. 

(Well when she get off she can come there, 

I'ma be there until 1 in the morning). 

Alright so bae so you wanna do that? 

Yeah I got you. Alright, alright cuzzo. 

I love you, I'll call you tomorrow on the wake up, 

I'll call you, I'll call you early in the morning. 

(Love you more nigga) Alright, alright, 

I'll talk to you later. (Alright) Alright cuzzo 

 

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Attica, Clinton 

All my niggas downstate Coxsackie 

My boy Murder doing the pound cake, five years 

All my life, I've been around tears 

Never timid around niggas that sound scared 

Green haven, free Ra he up in Lake View 

Hating me cause I'm working, you come home they gon' hate you 

We was in the club drinking Henny by the gallon 

Next morning found out Scrappy on the Island 

Doe mom's called me like we gotta go visit 

Charlie calling collect, let's just send him some pictures 

Your commissary'll never be short, your son good 

It really don't matter, whatever get bought 

That's on my life 

 

Photos 

 

Sending my love to you 

Praying that you come home (Inshallah) 

Until the day you do (uh) 

I'll be sending my love 

Sending my love to you 

Praying that you come home (Inshallah) 

Until the day you do (uh) 

I'll be sending my love 

 

Imagine your whole block get indicted 

Never thinking that for your freedom you will be fighting 

You was only focused on getting back by the nights and 

If he ain't had the time you was robbing him for his Brightling 

Robbing them for they Cuban or anything they was moving 

You caught a hot one last summer, you still grooving 

Home invasions, living rooms you been intruding 

Your mother gave you everything, you shoulda been a student 

Shoulda went to college, experience is the best teacher 

Never listened, you shoulda took in that knowledge 

Learned how to watch for grimy niggas like Knxwledge 

Who am I to judge? I got knocked for a couple dollars 

I'm just sending my love in case I miss your call 

You would hold me down, whether the problem was big or small 

And then you come home, they probably find us in the mall 

I'm bout to have a daughter, I'll let you know when she getting tall 

I love you 

 

Hold your head 

Don't forget 

I be thinking about you every day 

Counting down the days 

Till I see your face 

And you know we celebrate it 

 

Sending my love to you 

Praying that you come home 

Until the day you do 

I'll be sending my love 

Sending my love to you 

Praying that you come home 

Until the day you do 

I'll be sending my love 

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