Keisha
Dave East Lyrics


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I cannot believe it
I cannot believe it
(Real life though) I cannot
I cannot believe it
Eyes open

She from Jamaica, Queens, only came to Harlem to shop
Her mother just got a divorce and her father a cop
I learned this about 10 minutes in the conversation
I'm thinking I don't even know you, why that information?
My head was racin', I'm pacin' back and forth
Asked her for her number, her name Keisha, nice to meet ya
She said she never fucked with nobody from Harlem
I've got homies from south side, I figured I would call them
I found out exact locations and where she grew up
Her mom's new boyfriend got some coke, then he blew up
She used to play with credit cards and line niggas at night clubs
Fucked a couple niggas but left 'em cause she ain't like love
I was down in Flight Club, Keisha text me like "What you doing?"
"I scuffed up my retro's, I'm bout to cop some new ones"
She said she at the Mandarin Oriental in Columbus Circle
She got some sour but she wanted purple
I told her later we can link up
I called my youngin Conner bring an eighth to her
He plotting on taking her
Funny lil' nigga, but fuck it, that's how we raised
If it ain't wifey than all the homies can play
Back to Keisha, she black but had them Spanish features
Five seven, most these niggas would plan to keep her
I got that drop from my homie that knew her, he went to school with her
Said he used to be cool with her, but he ain't fuck her though
Con' callin' me, I forgot to text him the address
I'm going through some other shit, honestly got me mad stressed
If Con' delivered that, we 'bout to meet
I gotta a club tonight, told Keisha if she up I hit her when it's over
Now it's Rosé, Henny, Rosé, Henny
Strippers all over me, I ain't throwing a penny
Got a text from Keisha, "I'm in room 17C
I know your with your homies now but later come and see me"
I'm Rollied out, sky dweller, the light hittin' it right
I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's Dave East, that nigga nice"
Wayno told me 30 minutes, flat line, backwoods I pack mine
Unless I want 'em harsher, please don't no one bother
I called my driver and told him take me to midtown
Had to stop for condoms 'cause raw ain't the way I get down
He dropped me off, I told him "Park it and don't leave yet
Let me see what this bitch about, something I gotta figure out"
I'm in the 'tele, I hit the elevator blunted
Stumbling, just Hennessey and Rosé up in my stomach
Figure we fuck and then order some room service
I knocked twice, she opened the door but so nervous
Maybe I was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready though
Came up out of everything, R. Kelly on the radio
Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass heavy though
On everything, I fucked this bitch delirious, shit Eddie know
Henny taking over, we passed out, at least I did
15,000 in my Balmain's, I'm lackin'
I put my Rollie in the dresser with like four chains
My ID and my bank cards, iPhone 6 to make calls
Condom box of 3-pack, I used two of them
Brand new Fendi sneakers, the club just ruined 'em
Something told me wake up, I checked the bed
Nothin' but pillows and cover, I had to shake my head
I checked me jeans, every dollar gone, that's 15k
All my chains and my Rollie missing
I put my shit on, looking for my phone, that shit was gone too
I'm ready to kill Keisha, what the fuck I'm gon' do?
I told myself I wasn't drinking, why the fuck I get bent?
And how the fuck I get robbed?
I ran out, my driver sleep, I woke him up like "You ain't see that bitch
Brown skin, thick, probably moving on some schemin' shit?"
He telling me that he was sleeping, waiting on my phone call
I cannot believe this shit, can't wait until I see this bitch
This for every nigga that be slippin' 'cause he think he rich
Keisha you a sneaky bitch, called shooter I'ma need the grip
Fuck

I cannot believe this bitch robbed me
I cannot believe it
I cannot believe it
I cannot believe this bitch robbed me
If I catch her I ain't tryna hear I'm sorry
I cannot believe this bitch robbed me
I cannot believe it
I cannot believe it
I cannot believe this bitch robbed me
If I catch her I ain't tryna hear I'm sorry
I cannot believe this bitch robbed me
I cannot believe it




I cannot believe it
Fuck

Overall Meaning

The song "Keisha" by Dave East tells the story of a young woman named Keisha, who claims to be from Jamaica, Queens and comes to Harlem to shop. The rapper meets her, asks for her number, and begins to uncover details about her life. He learns that Keisha's mother is newly divorced and her father is a cop. Keisha has a reputation for playing with credit cards and sleeping around, but not liking love.


As the song progresses, we learn that Keisha has a penchant for stealing from men. She asks the rapper to meet her at a hotel room, where they have sex, and he wakes up to find that she has stolen $15K and his Rolex. The rapper is left feeling frustrated and upset, realizing that Keisha has played him like she has played so many others. The song's chorus repeats the line, "I cannot believe this bitch robbed me," emphasizing the anger and betrayal the rapper feels.


The song speaks to themes of mistrust, deception, and the dangers of falling for someone just because of physical attraction. Dave East is candid about the experience, presenting it as a cautionary tale and a warning to other men who might fall for the same trap.


Line by Line Meaning

I cannot believe it
Expressing disbelief at a situation


(Real life though) I cannot
Reiterating disbelief, emphasizing that this actually happened


Eyes open
Being alert and aware of surroundings


She from Jamaica, Queens, only came to Harlem to shop
Identifying the origin and purpose of Keisha's visit to Harlem


Her mother just got a divorce and her father a cop
Sharing details about Keisha's family background


I learned this about 10 minutes in the conversation
Implying intimacy in the conversation


I'm thinking I don't even know you, why that information?
Questioning the relevance of personal information


My head was racin', I'm pacin' back and forth
Feeling intense emotions, anxious and nervous


Asked her for her number, her name Keisha, nice to meet ya
Introducing themselves and exchanging contact information


She said she never fucked with nobody from Harlem
Informing that Keisha is not familiar with anyone from Harlem


I've got homies from south side, I figured I would call them
Deciding to involve his friends from a different area to gain information about Keisha


I found out exact locations and where she grew up
Gathering information about Keisha's background and whereabouts


Her mom's new boyfriend got some coke, then he blew up
Revealing Keisha's family member's drug involvement


She used to play with credit cards and line niggas at night clubs
Stating Keisha's previous involvement in illegal activities


Fucked a couple niggas but left 'em cause she ain't like love
Describing Keisha's promiscuous behavior


I was down in Flight Club, Keisha text me like "What you doing?"
Recalling a text conversation with Keisha


"I scuffed up my retro's, I'm bout to cop some new ones"
Keisha sharing her shopping experience with Dave


She said she at the Mandarin Oriental in Columbus Circle
Revealing Keisha's current location


She got some sour but she wanted purple
Keisha inquiring about Dave's access to different strains of marijuana


I told her later we can link up
Delaying the meeting with Keisha


I called my youngin Conner bring an eighth to her
Arranging for someone to deliver marijuana to Keisha


He plotting on taking her
Conner expressing his intentions with Keisha


Funny lil' nigga, but fuck it, that's how we raised
Acknowledging Conner's behavior as a consequence of their upbringing


If it ain't wifey than all the homies can play
Emphasizing that they don't get emotionally attached to women who are not their girlfriend/wife


Back to Keisha, she black but had them Spanish features
Commenting on Keisha's physical appearance


Five seven, most these niggas would plan to keep her
Appreciating Keisha's height and attractiveness


I got that drop from my homie that knew her, he went to school with her
Obtaining information about Keisha's personal life through a mutual friend


Said he used to be cool with her, but he ain't fuck her though
Providing context on their mutual friend's previous relationship with Keisha


Con' callin' me, I forgot to text him the address
Conner trying to reach Dave for delivery instructions


I'm going through some other shit, honestly got me mad stressed
Experiencing a stressful situation in his personal life


If Con' delivered that, we 'bout to meet
Anticipating a meeting with Keisha


I gotta a club tonight, told Keisha if she up I hit her when it's over
Dave making plans to meet Keisha later in the night


Now it's Rosé, Henny, Rosé, Henny
Listing the types of alcohol he is drinking


Strippers all over me, I ain't throwing a penny
Being surrounded by strippers, but not giving them any money


Got a text from Keisha, "I'm in room 17C
Receiving a message from Keisha with her current location


I know your with your homies now but later come and see me"
Keisha inviting Dave to visit her later


I'm Rollied out, sky dweller, the light hittin' it right
Describing his expensive watch and how it looks in the light


I'm hearing niggas talking like, "That's Dave East, that nigga nice"
People around him noticing and acknowledging him as a musician


Wayno told me 30 minutes, flat line, backwoods I pack mine
Referring to the time he has to perform; preparing to smoke marijuana


Unless I want 'em harsher, please don't no one bother
Requesting not to be disturbed while smoking


I called my driver and told him take me to midtown
Calling his driver to take him somewhere else


Had to stop for condoms 'cause raw ain't the way I get down
Stopping to purchase condoms for safe sex


He dropped me off, I told him "Park it and don't leave yet
Instructing the driver to wait for him


Let me see what this bitch about, something I gotta figure out"
Making a decision to investigate Keisha's true intentions


I'm in the 'tele, I hit the elevator blunted
Entering the hotel elevator while still under the influence of marijuana


Stumbling, just Hennessey and Rosé up in my stomach
Feeling unsteady due to alcohol consumption


Figure we fuck and then order some room service
Planning on having sex and then ordering food in the hotel room


I knocked twice, she opened the door but so nervous
Keisha seeming anxious when answering the door


Maybe I was buggin, I was drunk, she was ready though
Questioning if he was overthinking and drunk, but realizing Keisha was open to having sex


Came up out of everything, R. Kelly on the radio
Having sex while R&B music plays


Slim waist, Hershey chocolate skin, ass heavy though
Describing Keisha's body


On everything, I fucked this bitch delirious, shit Eddie know
Boasting about his sexual performance with Keisha


Henny taking over, we passed out, at least I did
Losing consciousness due to alcohol consumption


15,000 in my Balmain's, I'm lackin'
Noticing that his money and valuables are missing


I put my Rollie in the dresser with like four chains
Indicating where he left his expensive watch and chains


My ID and my bank cards, iPhone 6 to make calls
Noting what other items were stolen


Condom box of 3-pack, I used two of them
Realizing that condoms were also taken, and that he had sex twice


Brand new Fendi sneakers, the club just ruined 'em
Noticing his expensive shoes were ruined from the club floor


Something told me wake up, I checked the bed
Feeling a sense of unease and checking the bed for his valuables


Nothin' but pillows and cover, I had to shake my head
Realizing his suspicions were correct


I checked me jeans, every dollar gone, that's 15k
Discovering that all his money was also stolen


All my chains and my Rollie missing
Confirming that his valuable jewelry was taken


I put my shit on, looking for my phone, that shit was gone too
Trying to find his phone, but realizing that was also stolen


I'm ready to kill Keisha, what the fuck I'm gon' do?
Expressing anger and frustration towards Keisha


I told myself I wasn't drinking, why the fuck I get bent?
Regretting getting drunk despite telling himself not to


And how the fuck I get robbed?
Questioning how he was robbed


I ran out, my driver sleep, I woke him up like "You ain't see that bitch
Waking his driver up and informing him of Keisha's involvement


Brown skin, thick, probably moving on some schemin' shit?"
Describing Keisha's appearance and motives


He telling me that he was sleeping, waiting on my phone call
Explaining why the driver didn't notice Keisha


I cannot believe this shit, can't wait until I see this bitch
Expressing desire for revenge


This for every nigga that be slippin' 'cause he think he rich
Warning others who think they are invincible due to wealth


Keisha you a sneaky bitch, called shooter I'ma need the grip
Insulting Keisha and calling for someone to harm her


Fuck
Exclaiming in frustration and anger




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: Dave Brewster, Trevor Gerard Utterback, Francis Ubiera

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GTD784

STORY TELLING!!!!!!!!
oh how i miss simple things like these.

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Mckenzie Jenkins

And Nas

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Facts. On some real nas shit though

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This is a classic . I’m here in 3022. Still listening to this at 25 years old 💚

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One of the most under rated dudes in da game right now

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Phenomenal song, lyrics, flow, meaning, AND video. The filming was spectacular and matched the vibe and flow of this joint all the way. Good shit Dave, good shit

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