Lyrics Where Was You? - Haystak , Jelly Roll

Gambling on a white boy huh.
I've been on a couple of chips on that table.
Everything going to be iright.
When I was fucked up and I needed your help when I was
Doing bad and I had to do it by myself, and I was all alone.
Where was you?
Where was you?
Down and out getting kicked in the ribs
When the police was running up in my crib.
I felt so all alone.
Where was you.
They said I was paranoid,
I say it's common cents I keep my door locked
And I learned from 2 pac about them red lights.
I watch for head lights,
The headlights and the headlights turned off then it's bad news dog.
Trans settled in the fears tell it
And I can't go anywhere street credit.
I keep on telling jelly he caught in a murderous game but if
You know jelly you know that theres no telling him anything.
Hard headed in one ear and out the other,
I'm wasting my breath talking to this mother fucker.
This little motherfuckers is never gunna listen he kept playin with
The games he started having children he got a mama named
Donna, he got a baby named bailee, he got a squad that's goonie.
And that album thats crazy.
He got a couple albums hear, he got a whole bunch gone.
But he'll never forget when he was all alone.
Fucked up and I needed your help when i was doing
Bad and i had to do it by myself and I was all alone.
Where was you?
Where was you?
Down and out getting kicked in the ribs when the
Police was running up in my crib I felt so all alone.
Where was you?
Its fucked up where I lived this is just how it
Is, cocaine paid the Bill's over here for years.
All alone at the cemetery shedding them tears,
Cant believe I would never see little bro again.
This is real shit, so the streets gotta feel this.
Shout out to Columbus man I cant believe they killed skip.
Tell the truth its fucked up where I live.
I seen them shoot it out right out in front of there kids.
See The black love me but the cops hate me.
So i gotta keep this pistol here on safety.
Dope boys in the kitchen we'd be cooking for real.
I'd see grown women sell pussy for pills.
Yea my p.
O he'd be tripping all the time.
Baby momma with that bitch she'd be bitching all the time.
Moneys is what I'm gettin,
Nothing different on my mind and I keep
It cool cause there quick to drop a dime.
I was fucked up and needed your help when I was doing
Bad and I had to do it by myself when I was all alone.
Where was you?
Where was you?
When I was down and out getting kicked in the ribs when
The police was running up in my crib I felt so all alone.
Where was you?
Late night, grave sights in the cold streets.
Duck and dodging running from the police.
Nightmares every night.
Getting no sleep cause my nightmares
Having nightmares in the slow creep.
I seen the window roll down and they start they start
Jumping my last stop before I die is I didnt get nothin.
I ain't did nothing but do a little stuntin.
And break bread and give my whole click a little somethin.
You the type to give a little something.
Hopin she suck a little dick or somethin.
Bum ass boy mamma doing bad
Preparation full of city as if your the man.
Sucka motherfucker shoulda never got close.
I think about your bitchass every time we toast.
Split the money the 10s, the 20s, the 5s, the 50s, the 100s.
I know your little bitchass hungry.
And you cant even eat a motherfucka bit with
Us, tonight could be the motherfuckin knife for us.
I'm high because high was what my life was,
Im to strong, I'm move on in the dust, come on.