Dave East
Damn That Shit Hurt
[Intro: Drew Ca$h]
Damn that
Said, damn, that shit
Said, damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt

[Chorus: Drew Ca$h]
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
It bring tears to my eyes to see my dawg on a shirt
And I think about his momma, all the pain she goin' through
And I start to feel worse
In these streets ain't no peace
Gotta keep a fuckin' chopper for the beef, this shit ain't sweet
N***as grimy in these streets
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
It bring tears to my eyes to see my dawg on a shirt
And I think about his momma, all the pain she goin' through

[Verse 1: Drew Ca$h]
You took the life of my n***a
Now a couple fingers on triggers
We on the hunt for a body
And anybody can get it
Don't give a fuck 'bout nobody
I talk to God, I'm like, "Why?"
He just started to live
Like, how the fuck did he die?
When I first heard the news, I thought that shit was a lie
'Posed to be lookin' for my n***as, smoke a blunt and I cry
Couple grown n***as cry
That's a loss I couldn't take
We was always blowin' gas, we ain't never hit the brakes
We jumped the fences, we was dippin' from the jeks
Now you up in Heaven gates
Damn, I wish your flight was late
And I pray for your moms
Know it hurts to lose a son
And the n***a was young
That's how it goes where I'm from
Best believe for my dawg, all these n***as gon' ride
Met this forty, leave 'em wet when I slide
Got to drop me a shorty
Got to drop when you slide
And we know where you live, so it's no where to hide
[Chorus: Drew Ca$h]
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
It bring tears to my eyes to see my dawg on a shirt
And I think about his momma, all the pain she goin' through
And I start to feel worse
In these streets ain't no peace

[Verse 2: Dave East]
We had counterfeit money, was tryna change bread
Ricky died, Mugga got killed, woke up, now King dead
Every time I ever spit a verse, n***a, my pain bled
I ain't Blood but [?] and Beans take it, the range red
Twenty-five thousand just to make my wrist heavy
Donald Glover don't know the hood, that ain't my America
You don't know the pain of watchin' a mother bury her first child born
Look at him, he now he gone
Feelin' freaky casket, Jones, he know I lost my mind
Cried for a whole summer, nobody was on my time
Nobody had told me grind but Maleek
Him and Bully told me you a star before I touched the beat
Now I'm the hottest in my city, I'm makin' it hard to eat
I just wish I could talk to Leek, n***as pussy, no heart to speak
I got a daughter
Mugga had two daughters
I gotta get rich and if I ever bump into his killa, he gotta get hit
Bet my life on it
[Chorus: Drew Ca$h]
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
It bring tears to my eyes to see my dawg on a shirt
And I think about his momma, all the pain she goin' through
And I start to feel worse
In these streets ain't no peace
Gotta keep a fuckin' chopper for the beef, this shit ain't sweet
N***as grimy in these streets
Damn, that shit hurt
Damn, that shit hurt
It bring tears to my eyes to see my dawg on a shirt
Damn, that shit hurt