Where I Belong

Let me know what I'm doing so wrong
So I can just keep... doing you wrong
Bro! what is you on?
I'm the king of this zone
Naptowns very own
But I gotta stay up
Gotta get my cake up
Gotta get more dough then longs
The top is where I belong

Uh oh skin color cocoa
So you know hoe
I go dodo
On these tracks hoe
I'm so ice cold
Feel the chill in yo veins
Had to get rich I was sick of minimum wage
Look at me now I'm doing my thang
Try to shoot me down?
Bullets stuck up in the cham-ber
All bald like am-ber
I sense a little an-ger
Is it cause the boys getting pa-per
Cole said dont save her
So toss her off with the anchor
Do me a favor
Shut the fuck up
I'm sick of you bustas
I'm way ahead of your
Kicking this dust up
Pick up the pace brah
About face us
Cause you cant face us
Or faze us
Mind sharper then some
Razors I blaze up
Like the start of a wayne verse
I aim disperse
Face down in the dirt
Knee on the neck
That's how they want you
When it comes to life they try to rob us
Then turn around and wonder why... we going bonkers

Let me know what I'm doing so wrong
So I can just keep... doing you wrong
Bro! what is you on?
I'm the king of this zone
Naptowns very own
But I gotta stay up
Gotta get my cake up
Gotta get more dough then longs
The top is where I belong

Flame on
Flame off
Hot shit
Banging
Foul
Flagrant
They see me
Start haton
I go in
Guns blazing
I'm bad
Like Michael
I show my ass
Like naughty bitches
In that box like roddy rich is!
I stack my coin
I stack my riches
Fill my pockets
Getting to big for my britches!
Dick is all up in your misses!
Shooting shots and I aint missing!
Right on target
Look at you bitches started!
Watch me go in
Dumb, retarded!
If you hot
I'm Flame retardant
I bring it to your doorstep
I'm ringing your doorbell
Throw that shit and
Catch it like odell
Oh well!
Lifes swell
And I like to walk round like my shit don't stink
I stay low key
Like Odin son
I feeling like the only one
The master bitch
I'm obi won
You holding out
Hoe show me sum
Whatcha got?
Nothing much
The flow too cold hoe bundle up

Let me know what I'm doing so wrong
So I can just keep... doing you wrong
Bro! what is you on?
I'm the king of this zone
Naptowns very own
But I gotta stay up
Gotta get my cake up
Gotta get more dough then longs
The top is where I belong



Credits
Writer(s): Jourhaney Jael Stingley
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