Where I'm At

Back to the music, out of my slump
Took a risk with N-GEM, guess I missed the jump
Fell in love and got played by one little (uh)
I was down for a minute, I'm stumbling up
I know my parents gon' be proud of who I become
I'll be proud when my pockets are lined up like Buffet's
And the fans are lined up how the World Cup is
And I give all the fucking haters comeuppance

Still making mistakes and learning
Gettin' they heads turning
Proud to be a Guido
Still a quarter german

So you know I'm rollin like a VolksWagon
Got the folks braggin, how they know me now
Unpaid features yeah that won't happen

They know Matt is fuckin next on the come up
They won't admit yet to try and get me to shut up
But my confidence is crazy how the fuck I'm gon' shut up
I'mma show these motherfuckers how I cut up

And that's just where I'm at right now
I know I can't go back right now
Boutta smoke a pack right now
And that's just where I'm at

Back to the music and I'm back to the dream
HaterHaterz LLC, self employee
Stay at clean hotels and I pay no fee
Pull up to the venue and they all know me
Whether its 20 heads in Richmond
Or 150 in Roch'
You know I'm making women spaz
And bust outta they bra's
Been smoking all the comp, you can say that I'm raw
But I always got protection, talkin bitches or nah
Oh, and they love when I sing a bit
Like I make her do when I'm givin' it
See I can switch it up when I'm wanting to
You wanna switch up on me? No one stopping you
You go ghost on me and my name ends up haunting you
And no I can't hang gotta get to the rendezvous
Disrespect me who the fuck is you talking to
No, I'm a nice guy, but we got nothin in common dude and

And that's just where I'm at right now
I know I can't go back right now
Boutta smoke a pack right now
And that's just where I'm at

Back to the music but I never really left though
Should've been pushin it more from the get go
Wu-Tang bumpin so protect your neck hoes
I heard your daddy snake, so the rest of y'all are geckos
My name is spread across the nation
On ThisIs50
For only talking money, barely press runs, no viddies
I don't need to stand round a foreign with twenty biddies
And I don't need a whole buncha fake snakes fuckin with me
I know I got an ego
Confidence comes off as cocky
Just remember all my life I been told this is what I'd not be
Still proving haters wrong, some tracks
Come off as sloppy but those days are done
I feel like nobody can top me
(Except that blondie)
Still drive around a Nissan soon to drive a Bently
I told you I'm a nice guy but y'all just love to test me
I been on the Rap Weekly, this isn't how you press me
The disrespect is just what gets me going and

And that's just where I'm at right now
I know I can't go back right now
Boutta smoke a pack right now
And that's just where I'm at



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Stotz
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