Lyrics Where You Was - Mike Mike

Where you was when I was sittin' in a cell
You ain't answerin' when I call, dawg,
I was tryin' to ante up the bail
Where you was when they was shittin' on my name
Talkin' down, spreadin' lies, tryin' to strip me of my fame
Should fake kick it with you just to strip you for the chain
Or I might take you on a lick and fill your pistol up with blanks
Fresh outta jail like Calvin, I might just do you like Ace
Moral of the story, everybody with you ain't, ain't, gang

I feel like everybody phony,
I keep my mask on when I be trappin', dawg
Cause everybody know me
Made two hundred by my lonely, niggas thought
That it was capped Made a hundred off the rap,
The other hundred out the trap
She don't even know my real name,
She on me cause I rap
I don't wanna know her real name,
Just want her from the back
Ridin Striker's runnin' laps,
I be runnin' upthem racks
Need my old plug back,
I hope they free that nigga black
I shoulda taught a yoga class, nigga, all
I do is stretch When I close my eyes and dream at night, nigga
I be seein' press
I was locked up, not fucked up, nigga
I ain't even stressed
Everybody say they real when I got jammed where you was at

Where you was when I was sittin' in a cell
You ain't answer when I called, dawg, I was tryin' to ante up the bail
Where you was when they was shittin' on my name
Talkin' down, spreadin' lies, tryna strip me of my fame
Should fake kick it with you just to strip you for the chain
Or I might take you on a link and fill your pistol up with blank
Fresh outta jail like Calvin, I might just do you like Ace
Moral of the story, everybody with you ain't gang

Take it out the pot and put it on a napkin
Everybody ride your dick when you cracking
Is you really havin' motion or you cappin'
I thought you said you had my back, shit, what happened
Remember all them long nights when we wouldn't going home
Now you see me on the gram and be like, my mike mike welcome home
How the fuck you still broke and I left you with the phone
I ain't gon' never say your name, just sneak this you in my songs
Shit, I tried to put you on, I got everything you want

I got Perkys by the Lowe's, I got drank like Al Capone
Used to treat you like my brother, now that bond, we got gone
Said you was gon' hold it down, but you didn't, what went wrong
Where you was when I was sittin' in a cell
You ain't answer when I called, dawg, I was tryin' to ante up the bail
Where you was when they was shittin' on my name
Talkin' down, spreadin' lies, tryin' to strip me of my fame
Should fake kick it with you just to strip you for the chain
Or I might take you on a lick and fill your pistol up with blanks
Fresh outta jail like Calvin, I might just do you like Ace
Moral of the story, everybody with you ain't, ain't, gang