Where Was You (Explicit)

We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you
Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute
We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you
Where was you when I ain't have a pot to piss in
Where was you when my homie came up missing
Where was you when I was out here on the clock
I can tell you this you waddn't on the block
But it's alright I hustle all night
You be smoking sh*t you be all hype
Mane that sh*t was vicious how can I forget it
Pushing all these chickens tryna get a ticket
I might leave a trail 'cause my swag drippin'
All this sh*t you talking 'bout you know I live it
I'm LeBron with the vision you a witness
This Jordan on my chain bigger than a midget
We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you
Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute
We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you
Where the f**k was you ni**a when I was a young ni**a
I done held guns for niggas that was fun for my niggas
Smoking w**d in the trap living comfortable ni**a
If the police came then we run from them niggas
Couple niggas start snitching we ain't f**k with them niggas
Gotta problem we pull up with a truck full niggas
I'm a boss I ain't nothing like these other lil' niggas
Got no trust for these niggas got no love for these niggas
If this was back in the day we'd bust on the niggas
I 'ont argue in the street I don't f**ks with no ni**a
We find out where we could meet then we jump on a ni**a
And they do that sh*t for cheap so it's nothing lil' ni**a
Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute
I might have a actress laying on my mattress
I ain't with that talking b**ch I'm bout that action
Call me Uncle Sam 'cause you know I'm taxing'
Yo b**ch swallow my seed but you ain't in my bracket
Please don't get me twisting just because I'm rapping
I can send a head out on you like a tackle
I could show you how to cook 'em up and wrap 'em
I could tell you 'bout that Mac and I ain't talking Apple
'Cause I can get you knocked off for no charge ni**a
You gon' take it in the chest like a charge ni**a
I swear that street sh*t get my dawgs charged ni**a
You say you can get me right but what you charge ni**a
Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute
Lemme chirp these fools
I can barely hear you no wonder I can't see you
I landed the jet and went and bought a bald eagle
I'm on tour with niggas from my hood that's my people
And they used to push the rock like Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel
I ain't see you when I ain't have a whip to get around
You wan't with me at the bottom I'm not f**kin' with you now
Ran into a young ni**a say he look up to me
Juicy drop that new sh*t you gon' f**k up the streets
Bought to f**k up a check and then I'm off for a week
Met a b**ch at the Versace store and f**ked her to sleep
When I'm finished with her I'ma drop her off where I found her
And I wake up every morning to the sound of money counters