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Where (feat. Kidd Doxx) Video (MV)




Performed By: Classic TKO
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Artravius Bailey, Malik Taylor




Classic TKO - Where (feat. Kidd Doxx) Lyrics
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Look at the mirror seeing nothing but pride and ambition
Whole squad got cases we tryna dismiss them
You ain't gang you a lame no damn audition
We don't f*ck with none of them pussies them niggas been kittens
They just to play us
I hope they was kiddin'
Before hands fly
And yo body twitchin'
Get the tripping, no Cleveland Browns I'm made for winnin'
Stupid nigga no sunshine for he who sinnin'
When ya friends turn hoes
Had to get it on your own
Bank account on zero I remember nigga
Had you starving week to week
Trying to hustle just to eat
Rest my head in a jeep I remember nigga
Leave me all the way alone
Got stress gotta cope
All in all broke that's the f*cking G code
If a nigga not working
Then no food on that stove I remember nigga
I can't tell you how many times I been here before
Memory lane is probably where you'll find me though
Cause I remember
Niggas wasn't friendly, mostly envy
I was just a raggedy nigga who dreamed of pushing Bentley's
Damn once it all make sense
I just had a dollar and a dream so niggas wasn't convinced
I'd be the greatest, fair enough
You say you hard I call your bluff
See your poker face wasn't that great
I know what's up
Rap or go to the league huh
Oh I'm a nigga like that
Well my hoop dreams over so I'm stuck with just rap
For them niggas just to tell me I aint got it like that
Look mama your sons amazing
January 6 a star was created
I was tryna move on my own
See a nigga is just a dog and I need bone
I've been grinding overtime for this dream of mine
Fam starving early working yeah that's 9 to 9
Tired of all the ill will they plotting all the time
And if my city say it's up I guess it's time to fly
I been getting high
So tired of being sober
One bite done with trash shit leftovers
They acting rara I feel like Chief Sosa
Cause I got all this blood on my Louis loafers
When ya friends turn hoes
Had to get it on your own
Bank account on zero I remember nigga
Had you starving week to week
Trying to hustle just to eat
Rest my head in a jeep I remember nigga
Leave me all the way alone
Got stress gotta cope
All in all broke that's the f*cking G code
If a nigga not working
Then no food on that stove I remember nigga
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Look at the mirror seeing nothing but pride and ambition
Whole squad got cases we tryna dismiss them
You ain't gang you a lame no damn audition
We don't f*ck with none of them pussies them niggas been kittens
They just to play us
I hope they was kiddin'
Before hands fly
And yo body twitchin'
Get the tripping, no Cleveland Browns I'm made for winnin'
Stupid nigga no sunshine for he who sinnin'
When ya friends turn hoes
Had to get it on your own
Bank account on zero I remember nigga
Had you starving week to week
Trying to hustle just to eat
Rest my head in a jeep I remember nigga
Leave me all the way alone
Got stress gotta cope
All in all broke that's the f*cking G code
If a nigga not working
Then no food on that stove I remember nigga
I can't tell you how many times I been here before
Memory lane is probably where you'll find me though
Cause I remember
Niggas wasn't friendly, mostly envy
I was just a raggedy nigga who dreamed of pushing Bentley's
Damn once it all make sense
I just had a dollar and a dream so niggas wasn't convinced
I'd be the greatest, fair enough
You say you hard I call your bluff
See your poker face wasn't that great
I know what's up
Rap or go to the league huh
Oh I'm a nigga like that
Well my hoop dreams over so I'm stuck with just rap
For them niggas just to tell me I aint got it like that
Look mama your sons amazing
January 6 a star was created
I was tryna move on my own
See a nigga is just a dog and I need bone
I've been grinding overtime for this dream of mine
Fam starving early working yeah that's 9 to 9
Tired of all the ill will they plotting all the time
And if my city say it's up I guess it's time to fly
I been getting high
So tired of being sober
One bite done with trash shit leftovers
They acting rara I feel like Chief Sosa
Cause I got all this blood on my Louis loafers
When ya friends turn hoes
Had to get it on your own
Bank account on zero I remember nigga
Had you starving week to week
Trying to hustle just to eat
Rest my head in a jeep I remember nigga
Leave me all the way alone
Got stress gotta cope
All in all broke that's the f*cking G code
If a nigga not working
Then no food on that stove I remember nigga
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Writer: Artravius Bailey, Malik Taylor
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