Come on
What I'm doin' to the game right now is quite disrespectful (yeah)
(Yeah, nigga)
Grandz
I didn't mean to make you niggas cry (schemin' that Harlem World vibe)

Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Do you?)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (I'm sorry) (damn)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (envy)
And you don't really wanna see me fly? (I don't know no better)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (I feel you, my nigga)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (What I do to you?)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (oh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly? (You niggas can't do what I do)

Now you don't want to see me angry (at all)
It ain't enough Cuban links that could chain me (nah)
Niggas should thank me
When everybody had a dance, I was talkin' concrete (hard)
Pistols and niggas baby mother's in my arms reach (yeah)
Disrespectful, why nobody don't check you (why)
.38 Special make a nigga forgetful
Arm and Hammer we used to use it to cut (cut)
Jewelry like them bitches you lovin', you keep them in the tuck (tuck)
She a dog, I don't know what she mixed with, that's a mutt
I'm in Jersey, me and Krutch, dependable in the clutch (Dirt Gang))
We'll make them hate it, I guess it's just a glitch in the Matrix
Strippers land in my section like pigeons land on the pavement
NYPD vans that really gettin' tans on vacation
Versace did the durag, Picasso with a blue flag
I can see it in your eyes you wanna hurt me but you cautious
I wake up thinkin' Porsches that's gon' make these niggas nauseous

Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (I think you do)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Why you wanna do that?)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (uh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly? (Me)
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (They don't wanna see me fly)
Do you really wanna make me cry?
Or is it that you really envy Dave (Buda)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?

When I was Rebel, credit scams, and EBT
Abe named me Dave East, I woke up on BET
Vvs was all I wanted, Blu-ray no DVD (blue)
Shots fired niggas Run DMC, it's hard to breathe
Chrome Heart roll up my sleeve
Now we eatin' so I got etiquette (etiquette)
One thousand pills of new haven, let's go to Connecticut
The Shaderoom only post a nigga when it's negative (only time)
Trap Olympics, I'm a gold medalist
When they ask me what's the category, I say measurement (measure)
Newspaper 'round my bed, Vietnam veteran
Ayy, who walkin' up?
Silent niggas be starvin' 'cause they ain't talk enough (starvin')
Circle the block, cut off the lights, it ain't dark enough (cut the light)
You smilin' in my face, turn your back you frownin'
Try to teach them how to swim same niggas drownin' (drown)
When we was talkin' goin' up, same niggas downin' (downin')
Same reason I don't brin' none of these niggas around me
She know I got a family still want to record me (why?)
I guess she need the proof when she's tellin' her story (I guess)
These be the same bitches that you see on Maury (same ones)
On podcasts talkin' 'bout you while you in your glory (dirty)

Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Why you wanna do that?)
Do you really wanna make me cry (I'm just hustlin')
Or is it that you really envy Dave (Fuck I do?)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?
Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Let a nigga fly)
Do you really wanna make me cry (let a nigga shine)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (uh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?

Mass Appeal signed me, I got up with Def Jam (yeah)
Forbes list, me and Nas
Then I gave my niggas jobs (my niggas)
Some ain't work out but they traveled more than they ever did (everywhere)
Got around women and bosses they would've never met
Tried to take over the streets then it turned into the 'Net
First class at LaGuardia done turned into a jet (yeah)
They can never write your final chapter 'til you die (never)
Every page gangsta, find a author that can write it
Do you really wanna see me popped on the block
Runnin' in your spot, lettin' off a shot? Call the cops (come here)
If you don't, watch me double back with another Glock
Eyes glazed off a Henny shot, I've been knockin' Pac
Machiavelli in the lab with 'Velli, sippin' private stock (my nigga)
Like I'm Biggie in that Coogi, my youngins like Junior Maf' (uh)
I'ma always find my space if you give me room or not
Louis top, Louis hat, Louis shoes, Louis socks (Vuitton)

Do you really wanna hurt Dave? (Why you wanna do that?)
Do you really wanna make me cry? (let's go)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (uh)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?
Do you really wanna hurt Dave?
Do you really wanna make me cry? (Me)
Or is it that you really envy Dave (Pablo)
And you don't really wanna see me fly?

Baby
I just don't have the time these days
I'm in love with the game
I can't love you too

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Writer(s): Dan Garcia, David Brewster, Francis Ubiera, Lenard Rodriguez, Michael Kuzion