R. Stills - Where You Been (feat. Richard Wright) Lyrics

Like where you been at
Yeah
Like where you been at
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Bomp
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Yeah
Yeah
I'm dripping sauce
Young Michael Jack
Oh yeah
I been bad
The cost
Just petty facts
Just know I did that
Smoking that finer ganja
I pull apart like some gift wrap
Ran up on lil mama she smiling like
Where you been at
Like where you been at
Like where you been at
Listen, On a mission, My position, Cant be exact
In and out of state I know you heard me say I'd be back
I get it
Rain sleet snow and hail
I get it
That's on Heaven and Hell
I get it
Aye
Look at how I'm doing shit now I did it
I shit it
If its bout Rapping or Mixing
I'm wit it
If its bout Money Or Bitches
I'm wit it
If you really tryna make it then nigga
I'm with it
I admit it
Big ass backwood blunt
I'm Faded
Big ass cup full of stuff
I'm Faded
I'm just riding to the house and I'm hoping I could make it
Spaced Out
One bad hoe giving me face now
I'm gon' f*ck that hoe face down but you gotta go home
No you cant stay 'round
Make cash
I aint f*ckin wit no fake ass
No ambition
Havin' ass niggas
Tryna steal something off your plate ass
Gimme mine
Everytime
Anytime
Fendi blinds
Everytime
Polo pieces
Every Season
Every Line
That's how i'm doing it
Rock it again I aint do it
I spend my money on Drugs
I got too many influences but i should think about who i'm influencing
I heard the money can ruin it
I gotta make me some more just to see for myself and i'll let you know how that shit go
I'm dripping sauce
Young Michael Jack
Oh yeah
I been bad
The cost
Just petty facts
Just know I did that
Smoking that finer ganja
I pull apart like some gift wrap
Ran up on lil mama she smiling like
Where you been at
Like where you been at
Like where you been at
Listen
On a mission
My position
Cant be exact
In and out of state I know you heard me say I'd be back
Fire boasting
Weed approaching
She composed cause she know me from old shit
Moist in moments
She a ocean i dont see the problem yet
We poppin shit like bottles
Finally found the fronto's
Obvious
We gon' roll the finest
Nothing common that's just common sense
Hating
Aint no time for
Get a blind fold
I don't see the shit
RIP to poncho
I was rondo on some other shit
With flare
I'm just another rick
You could pass
Another pick
Run it back
She stupid thick
Now its finally making sense
She take a sip
With loosey spark the bic
Usually i would not
I drank alot and I indulge a bit
She young and so she lit
Crack the corner kinda bent
Dirty water say whats next
I'm blacking out just like the tents
Finally out and came around
The flow profound
They love the sound
I burn pound
We skip the fake
And share the loud with
Only rounds
I roll around your side of town
The paper what we bout
I got it
Rumors was a drought
The truest out its pepsi now
I'm dripping sauce
Young Michael Jack
Oh yeah
I been bad
The cost
Just petty facts
Just know I did that
Smoking that finer ganja
I pull apart like some gift wrap
Ran up on lil mama she smiling like
Where you been at
Like where you been at
Like where you been at
Listen
On a mission
My position
Cant be exact
In and out of state I know you heard me say I'd be back