Where Ive Been

Assassin, Gassin, Art, straight cookin' up Don't look at him, catapult We play til the heels fall off Look at the game switch Yeah Uh Let's get it Okay Shit, they askin' where I been. Shit, I'm far from the rest Young dawg off the leash, spikes guarding it in his neck Free my brodie, yeah, he told me put these bars in effect I'm just tryna progress, work hard and perfect The ball up in his court, try guardin' the best Pockets extra fat Hands dark in distress, fully zipped up in his stu All sharks over heads I'm just tryna progress, work hard and perfect Beat the streets, no frontin. Yeah, I miss my nigga Frank Do the math, ATM, that boy always in the bank Had to roll with the punches, gas hittin' hard like tank Brodie got a scholarship, my lil' broski, he got rank Ask Mar young in Ysl, now I'm fly as hell in SAINt Golden child in Black, WHO THAT sayin' That we can't? Unked out, do the math, who that sayin' That we aunt(aint) Yopped up and Screwed like some Drank Draped up and dripped like some paint Freshman high in school Dressed up like homecoming Watch for the coyotes, niggas swear that they roadrunnin' 7 nats, try to blitz LOL, got a whole somethin Looking Sweet as hell like the Coach Son We Got the lowest numbers They askin' where I been, said I'm far from the rest Young dog off the leash, Spikes guarding his neck Free my brodie, yeah, he told me put these bars in effect I'm just tryna progress, work hard and perfect The ball up in his court, try guardin' the best Pockets extra fat Pants dark and distressed, fully zipped up in a stu All sharks overhead, I'm just tryna perfect Work hard and progress They say that boy lost his mind, but he never lost his grind Broke niggas playin' Fooly, it's gon' cost them every time A diamond on my turf, I'm like Dion in his prime My mama say that I'ma be the one, No Coach Klein Blue phones ballin' Mike Bibby with Team Dime Tie your shoes up, you know that ballin' ain't a crime Every time the bottom line, that boy gon' shine It's a bird, it's a plane, bottom of my feet's up in the sky Shit, they askin' where I've been, shit, I'm far from the rest Young dawg off the leash , spikes guardin' his neck Free my brodie , yea he told me put these bars in effect I'm just tryna progress, work hard and perfect The ball up in his court, try guardin' the best Pockets Extra Fat Pants dark and distressed, fully zipped up in a stu All sharks overhead, I'm just tryna perfect Work hard and progress All sharks overhead