Where Was You At?

Lyrics

[Intro] We finna' end all the questions with this shit They gon understand after this CD Samurai Oowee [Verse] I'm rich and I'm free at the same time Coming where I'm from, that's a Grammy, fuck a trouble You can hand me I'm with bitches, in Miami, all in water, gettin' sandy Yeah, I'm with a Chun-Li but my other bitch a Cammy Just to bust millions on these niggas understand me Bitches sendin' 10s when they see me like I'm Sammy I been down for years but a nigga had to manage I just kept it serious when them other niggas panicked Godammit! Now I'm in a Maybach roof, panoramic Feet slanted, sipping on syrup while the Screw tape jamming Trunk slamming, choppa so hot that a nigga had to fan it Ima handle it, Yea I keep spraycos like I keep cabbage Savage, Yea bitch you know I'm savage Lavish, diamonds on me so lavish All these Tina's be Ike'n my Turners I don't go out the house wit' no burners I don't sleep in no house wit' no burners I don't chill on no couch wit' no burners All my lil' niggas smart cause they learners I just teach niggas hearts to be earnest I just teach niggas hearts to be sternest Standing firmest Y'all failing y'all soldiers on purpose You ain't a big homie, you worthless You ain't even scratching the surface So how you gon' help me to surface? I earned all my stripes cause I work shit I earned all my stripes cause I murk shit Lay some hands to the dirt shit Yeah, you did some fighting, you ain't squirting shit Yeah, you threw some punches, you ain't hurting shit Boy, your O.G. pass ain't worth shit Oooweeee!!! Drip!!! Shit!!! [Outro] I'm only speaking facts nigga You old and you wack nigga You ain't never give us packs nigga You ain't never give us straps nigga We was in the field putting pressure on the other side, running laps, nigga We was pushing shit back, nigga Where the fuck was you at, nigga? Sauce