The Offering - Dave East

Now I’m living righteous

Writing kites, my cousin’s lifeing

Not a bitch I’ve thought of wifeing

Nah man, I ain’t that, I ain’t that

Cut that shit out of here, man

(That shit is hot, man!)

I ain’t fucking with that one, man

Fuck it

Killing flows

Kilos coming in

Hovering over balconies

In public I’m disguised

I know these niggas is out for me

Damn, that neither, man!

(I was fuckin' with that!)

Gotta give 'em something different

Retro Jordans from Ninety-One

Balmain jeans with the zipper

I’m from a grimy slum (East side!)

Where they get your mommy hung

Chain smoking that potent

Like I ain’t got a lung

Play tough if you want

Shots fly, them niggas gotta run (prrr!)

Jim Carrey, put on my mask, pull out a Tommy gun

Morgue’s running out of space

The East is where them bodies from

Heard he likes to talk, torture tactic

We’ll rip out his tongue

'Til I’m dead, I’m after bread

I come from without a crumb (nothing!)

Not gonna need a baker, sipping white Remy

Jordan was the man, yea but niggas liked Penny

You’ve been afraid

No lemonade, I live my life simply

Niggas dying over Cee-Lo, call it dice envy

Walking out of Bloomie’s, mad brown bags

I know some niggas into swiping, but we’re 'round cash (we're good)

I’m still the same, them niggas changed 's soon as they found cash

Broke it down to onions, we’re pumping

One day that pound last

(Yea!)

Started on the corner

Now I’m in them offices, they’re offering

Now I hear them whisper when I’m walking in

It ain’t safe in the area my apartment’s in

Harlem

Started on the corner (uh)

Started on the corner (uh)

Started on the corner

Now I’m in them offices, they’re offering

(Light it!)

Heart on freezer

Pies get delivered to your door like pizza (uh)

Henny got me leaning like that tower out in Piza (leaning)

Niggas wasn’t fucking with me, now they’re all believers (right)

Speak my pain

He got game, I feel like Jesus

Just couldn’t relate, ain’t never listened to Yeezus (never)

Still got connects with dope, Sour in the freezer

FoodSaver sealers and some scissors, thank you Jesus

I ain’t meet her once, tatted my name right on her cleavage

Kush got me talkin' to nutso, like «are we even?»

Retaliation as soon as they hit us, no time for grieving

My youngin’s seventeen, he’ll shoot you without a reason

In the jungle all my life, ain’t never seen Tarzan (never)

Pull up on niggas and hear my shit up in the car playing

Thinking they’re fresh, shorty got killed up in that park playing

I’ve seen that same shit happen uptown, look what my heart’s painting

(You see it)

Started on the corner

(On the corner)

Now I’m in them offices, they’re offering (uh)

Now I hear them whisper when I’m walking in

(I hear them talking)

It ain’t safe in the area my apartment’s in

Harlem

Started on the corner

Started on the corner (Buda!)

Started on the corner (East side!)

Now I’m in them offices, they’re offering

(Light it!)

I’m a nice nigga all around, dawg

I write songs, I write R&B, I write everything

I look better than them niggas

That’s why them niggas don’t want me in the front

'Cause I look better than them niggas

And when you look better and get all the bitches

Niggas don’t want you in the front

Became a boss since the last time you met me, man

Things have changed, man

Niggas running around talking about 'I'm a hood nigga,' man

I run an organization, man

The streets is mine, man

I make, I make—I make bread

And I, and I, like, niggas follow me, man

I’m a boss!

I’m not with that—it's never, it’s never, nothing, no more

I look like a boss, I feel like a boss, I taste like a boss, nigga