Lyrics NYCHA - Dave East, Nas

NYCHA

We livin' life like we stars
Constantly medical come right out them drawers
Deserve a medal for surviving these scars
I’m ducking trifling broads
The gun store ain’t seen a rifle this large
Computer thugs you niggas typing too hard
We backspace and delete a nigga
Them A list parties I never see them niggas
That weed and liquor blurry your vision
You’ll never see the picture
Don’t be defensive
L told me nigga just be consistent
From Little Caesar’s splitting
Niggas change you see 'em different
Aim for the top though
First class plane to Morocco
The change came I ain’t change
I might cop a Picasso
I’m after bags I’m eating crabs on blocks they will not go
These niggas sad
And you can smell it on me I am not broke
Roll up the nitro
Only coppin' coke when the price low
In the Maybach told the driver follow where Artie Bike go
Learn survival before you meet your idols as far as I know
This pistol my insurance ain’t no need for calling Geico
Take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch
New York City housing authority honor me
Property of the ghetto
Choppers poppin
I should receive a medal for surviving
If you snooze sleep with your snub nose
I did receive a medal from Harvard and rose above those
Obstacle courses where cops and shots will stop you from reaching your full
potential
You dreaming life will pinch you
This with no sheet of paper
No pen or pencil straight off the mental
Off the fly
Often they falsify what they been through
I’m on that old flyness
Slidin' in Benz’s
Minding my business
My time is expensive
My dogs locked down they surviving through pictures
I could take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch