Where My Head At

Everybody ask you where my head at I tell 'em, "between a bitch legs, let's, let it rest" Behind on a nigga, yum-yum Tongue dilly, my thumb numb from Counting guap, both faded My celly on the vest case, 'til I'm being petted But fuck that, I'm riding 'til the tires all shredded While watch other niggas hop out, niggas hoes I was 'bout eight with a mouth full of gold Shit was fake, but it got me street cred for the low I was watching out for shootouts, 'cause anything go Fuck around, had to move out the kitchen, I was told Not to fight, out to stop the niggas at the light pole Like sparks from the gun was another light show Light years ahead of everybody, everybody know Nigga dope like shit, that's Uncle Nam's show, not shit I was 13 when I felt fire big, 14 when the fuck around hit me for a lick Split the revenue with the niggas I was with Wasn't much, but I promised them that I was all in Back when I was rappin' on the race, spent for a (brr, brr) Couldn't even make a call for that bitch (wow) Had to make the calls, I was trapped on, uh (trapped on) Couple minutes on it, couldn't talk long, uh (talk long) Never asked your numbers, that was unknown, huh (uh-huh) Bobba got dusty, could we never read it? Learn how to read between lines before giving a scripture 'Cause we know the lines can be daily Innocent, face up, connect the committances Plannin' to fuck up your day on the daily Fifty-five, forty-one made me the seed of the seed of June Baby, the mix of the eighties, I'm tellin' you Yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh Yeah, uh, I can care less 'bout opinions of those who are makin' 'em sit at computers and won't even Visit the streets Beat the block up, then black out on the beat Sgt Baca, I like him when in need Scent of Chaka, ain't no limit, no limit, no breakin' back until I'm done with my speech Now be dreaded who resides in the East Cup of hard head, cup of A7-3s Knock off your head top with headshots for me Pokain or two socks, I hit that from B Like how I do that, I switched up the leans Croppin' out the photos if he ain't with the team Shut the fuck up, hoe, you're fuckin' up the scheme Switched up the flow though, I'm ridin' in the beat Get here for promo, your clout lasts for weeks Ain't nobody in the city gettin' up, but Nino You finna fuck the city up, move like a Deebo Finna sell a verse for a worth of a kilo Talkin' my shit, we're standin' on top of the list That didn't mention me on, tell 'em, "Carry on, carry on" I'm in it for long time, the long grind And no sleep wait 'til the sunrise Tell 'em that I'm all in, even at showtime Where the mouth ain't enough, I'm willin' to show mine Never lie, never bluff, I'm willin' to show bomb Take 'em down 'til it's up, please pray for the time bomb