twogeebs - Where Are You? Lyrics

Lyrics Where Are You? - twogeebs




Bitch I'm in Jersey you know where I been
Riding around in tha dirt with my friends
Cruising tha streets tryna run from my sins
Niggas like us don't get love for they wins
Prolly in Newark or Trenton
Where are y'all at when y'all not in my mentions
I come around they be gone in a dash
Could be anywhere bitch I stay in a mask
Prolly in tha studio cooking up hits
Crate digging and such just be looking up shit
Need me a beat imma go and hit skip
I'm not outside then I'm locked in tha booth
Tryna speak what I can I'm unlocking tha truth
They cloning these niggas I'll show y'all tha proof
Andrenochrome spike when they sipping tha juice
Don't ask where I'm at bitch I'm outta my mind
Losing my days spending lots of my time
My whole life revolves around work and tha stu
9-5s by design what tha fuck we gon do
WW3 on tha verge it's like time running out
Don't know where I'm at I just know what I'm bout
Still gon snow in a drought
Speaking my mind never closing my mouth
Bitch I'm at work tryna pay all my bills
This music ain't really start paying forreal
Meeting vinyl connects tryna make em a deal
Ordering merch shit I'm praying it sell
Tha life of a struggling artist
But I just keep going I just work tha hardest
Build me a team that just work tha smartest
And watch our shit harvest
Standing on necks of these rappers
Watch em go poof abra kadbra
Heard all your tapes it's a disaster
Only criticism I got is laughter
I'm at ya shows hearing vocs in tha back
Shit is so wack man you shouldn't even rap
Your homies is lying they shouldn't even cap
Nigga that's facts
Out at a show prolly rocking tha crowd
Or maybe giving bitches some cock and a smile
In tha cut I ain't seen cops in a while
Keep to myself tryna not go to trial
Rappers been dying and going to jail
This industry you better off going to hell
I'm being forreal
Hollywood you end up when your soul has fell
Prolly outside somewhere trapped in box
Feeling like I'm Lexa Gates on tha block
My albums is dropping I'm raising my stock
Wisemen with me like I'm campaigning with Brock
Here comes tha pain, I'm reclaiming tha top
I know where y'all at, y'all be hanging with opps
Exchanging with cops
Niggas ain't playing we taking they spot
I'm everywhere nigga



Writer(s): Zilla F. Baby


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