[Lyrics] Dave East – Prison Yard

This is an official lyrics for the song “Prison Yard” performed by American rapper singer, Dave East.

Lyrics

Verse 1: Dave East
Look, Let it fly
Watch his facelift
Makai Pfeiffer niggas
Tryna play rich (porter)
He said he a shooter cause he take pics (I know)
Make it make sense
Gray wagon there
With gray tint
Spin the block
Peep niggas faces
I see that they pissed (mad)
Steak and shrimp dinners
I come from just tryna make rent killer
Till he got interrogated
You gave a statement (rat)
Criticize the life of these niggas
You never stayed with (nevеr)
You mad at me bout bitches you wanted
You nеver lay with (ha)
Don't mean to sound abrasive
But I got used to these payments (yeah)
Most niggas foul
They either technical
Or they flagrant (either or)
You was on my bitch
Until she dropped that shit location (lame)
Thinking with your dick got you rushing
Ain't got no patience
Black ski mask can't identify no one faces (nobody)
Wasn't nothing to it
That was just a demonstration
Of the way we playing
No referees
Youngins was scoring
Foot prints of blood
All on his Jordan's
He feel important now

Chorus: Dave East
He never felt the love
Never felt the love (never felt it)
His mama never kissed him
Daddy never gave no hugs (no hugs)
Cause he was on the prison yard
And she was on them drugs
Ain't nobody he can trust
Oldest feeling stuck
He never felt the love
Never felt the love (never felt it)
His mama never kissed him
Daddy never gave no hugs (no hugs)
Cause he was on the prison yard
And she was on them drugs
Ain't nobody he can trust
Oldest feeling stuck

Verse 2: Dave East
Let it fly
Watch his facelift
Makai Pfeiffer niggas
Tryna to play rich (nah)
He said he a shooter
That nigga take pics
Make it make sense
We did bad it
Ain't been straight since
Arm in the pot
When we cook it call ye vents
Call it like dudderman
Smoke a spliff and play Prince
Purple rain put you under 4-5 like a weight bench
Bench-press
Another Homie died like I ain't been stressed (been stressed)
If champagne was a test I probably aced it (ace)
Shouts to O
Free Casanova
We outta culture (free Cass)
Vultures with a Birdeye view
Just tryna to scope us (watching)
Some of us was born athletic
They tried to coach us
Put us on the most wanted picture
Or on the poster (yeah)
They children of the lifestyle
Knowing most of its vulgar
Raps about bagging up Maria Sharapova (white)
Barrel in the holster so my hips don't get too hot
You already know the drill it's nothing for this kay to flock
Freaky flock