"Rasta Pasta" lyrics

Dave East & Harry Fraud Lyrics

"Rasta Pasta"
(feat. Don Jiggy)

Get the backend from the spot before I get up out the car
Niggas in my section waitin', we gon' kick it by the bar
Catch him doin' dips and pull-ups, niggas flip you in the park
When we see him, we get light, my niggas get clipped in the dark
This is Flippa to a shark
Fendi slippers fittin' when I walk
Know that snitchin' is forbidden in the court
This the mob, it get different, you see chalk
Take a trip with your lil' bitch, the shit expensive that I bought
I got a vision you ain't saw, hunger you ain't felt
Homies in the graveyard and summers in the jails
Motion, I been havin' that, I'm focused on the mail
Me and Harry Fraud, they feelin' like I wrote it out in braille
Hopin' I can sail, nah, I'm hopin' I get bail
Grown men cryin', spirits really broken in them cells
I escaped it, mama always hoped that I prevail
Look for a job, I'm lookin' for coke that I can sell
Fresh off the dock, we can hit the boat, get the bales
Kidnap or make a sale, I got rope and a scale
We the illest, everything I smoke, you can smell
You can tell, they remind you of BP or a Shell
Gas nigga, the last nigga that's from an era
Drop-top, middle December, lavender, leather
Really from the projects, I grew up ashy as ever
It's even gon' be trash or treasure, you know this is set-up

They say time is money, I got no time to waste
You see it inna my eyes when you look pon mi face
Pocket fulla dimes, big money affi make
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
Nope, not proud of my ways, no, not proud of my ways

Nah, called my accountant, he finally got me to save
Red Stripe vision, I'm probably Prada my shades
Made sure the squad prayed before we got on that stage
Caught a body with his dreads, went and got him a fade
Diamonds from his jeweler, he went and got them appraised
You got money, I got drugs, then we gon' prolly exchange
Knew I was that nigga since Armani Exchange
Nothin' slave about me since I got up out them chains
No cocaine around me since I got up out that lane
Go that way, we don't think about it the same
Good grapes is what I'm wearing, fifty bottles of pain
I really see the art sometimes, you take it out of the frame
It's just the way my heart design, I'll never say a name
'95, I'm Karl Kani, Mama had me in some fly shit
Irrelevant niggas always got you on they conscience, it's nonsense

They say time is money, I got no time to waste
You see it inna my eyes when you look pon mi face
Pocket fulla dimes, big money affi make
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
Nope, not proud of my ways, no, not proud of my ways
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
No, not proud of my ways, no, not proud of my ways
Hope that I'm forgiven, no, I'm not proud of my ways
No, not proud of my ways

Every time you see me, you mad, why you joking?
Wake up, real low on the beat, see the ocean
Last time I seen you had quit, now you smoking
One too many shots, that tequila had you open
Warfire
That tequila had you open
Last time I seen you had quit, now you smoking
One too many shots, that tequila had you open


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