Dave East – No Pork lyrics

Life live it you only get one

Make a couple dollars think you cool till your kids getting followed after school 
We ain't never followed rules
I just want the crib that got the pool 
Niggas jumped him he went home and got his tools
Shorty fed up 
Everything on the line 
You either die or give that bread up  
This the mafia so dont be embarrassed walk with your head up
Youngin with an opinion the OG’s told me to shut up 
You tryna open shop go get a gun before you set up
Shots will give your body a physical fuck a check up 
I know yankees fan that will kill you cuz the Mets up
Never will i let up 
The girls that couldn't talk on the phone giving that head up 
How much of this can we measure
No scale i was eyeballing that Prada 
Watched a couple of niggas die over that Prada 
I got high and i forgot it 
Magnum on me, Lil had the charge nigga we dodged it 
Malik was all about bitches on some Chico Debarge shit 
Henny drunk it straight , We wouldn’t mix a drink 
Bando waking me out my sleep im off a perk in front [ ***]
Now when it get cold i just hope my daughter could fit her mink 
The hottest in NY i could give a fuck what you niggas think 
Gelato smell it on us , We pull up they like them niggas stink 
You not a boss niggas still sending you to go get a drink 
I told Mac empty that shit if you nigga blink 
Selling grams , Cam had me wanting  to get it pink
When Pegisus was open we born into this shit 
Niggas chosen , seen niggas lose their life over clothing 
I told shoota we gonna get rich no matter what
They was happy when we was down now we see them they mad as fuck 
We ain't gotta live in the projects no more
I dropped out , But its funny im hitting college on tour
I need them fresh , cop them again if i copped them before 
Charlotte Hornets top and bottom colored 
Aqua Valore
Ocky use to let me in after the locks on the door 
I ain't speedin i ain't smoking Fuck you stopping me for
I hid my first 38 behind the socks in my Drawers
My momma asked me why you gotta gun 
You not going to war
If i go get a cigarette they might be ops at the store
I’m serving with no tennis net i might stopped by the law
Pooch said he paranoid, he has some rocks in his drawers
They on a mission kill a witness and they all might get off
I keep some money on my phone just cuz the bro might’ve called
Might die speaking outta term 
Niggas dont know when to talk
We do it big 
Fuck a pig 
Cook my food with no pork
Just tryna win cuz i ain't really in the mood for no loss
You can't be scared of the night already knew it got dark
Keep it trill and try to build thats what i do when i talk
A month of rent just for the heels 
Looks at her as she walk
Im tryna listen honesty 
Im just not choosing to talk
The Maybach just got washed 
Take off your shoes in my car 
Them niggas that never supported 
Act like you been a star
Wine sipping , Twisting Cigars
Im watching steven
Thinking i ain't need a dollar from niggas just need a call 
Ask me how im doing, Communication out the window 
That how shit get ruined
I won't go unless my crew in 
I always been a student
I roll with a bunch of devils in blue
Im on some Duke shit
Got bitches on some Luke shit
Took Xanax out my diet 
Cuz it use to make my mood switch
Live or die It ain't up to you 
Allah gon’ choose it x3