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You Are Here

Elcamino & Black Soprano Family

166Hip-Hop2026

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You Are Here was released on March 26, 2026 by Black Soprano Family, LLC as a part of the album BRUV

AlbumBRUV

ReleasedMarch 26, 2026

LabelBlack Soprano Family, LLC

LanguageEnglish

BPM84

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

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Lyrics

You, you are here and so on

It's a revolution you are here and so on

It's black boy Joy, we done it all for the glory of

the crib

Like Disneyland, the driveway was Toy Story

I'm sick of they war memoirs and fake horror stories

For me to believe that it might just take more for me

The more money I make it open more doors for me

Like a butler or something

600 bins for comfort

You know crunching the numbers with tone

At this rate we got the next six summers alone, that's

cheesecake

I'm keeping my foot on these ****** neck to my knees ache

They keep asking how the fuck do I do it, the G-Way

I ain't have to go and kick it at puss for the

three-way

The CK and they don't sell this gangster shit on Ebay

So get your money back, get your rebate

I had all types of work at cheap rates

One an ounce at the sweepstakes

I got rich from all the sweet states like your Auntie

Barbara

I got rich from selling all them cheap plates

This that black boy Joy, uh

Ain't nothing like that black boy Joy

We done it all for the glory

This that black boy Joy, uh

Ain't nothing like that black boy Joy

I tell you my own story

This that black boy Joy, uh

This that black boy Joy, uh

This that black boy Joy, uh, uh

This that black boy Joy

I tell you my own story like

I'm elevatin', they seein' doin' this shit on purpose

When it come to this music I make a musician nervous

I come to they lab sessions and sun em' like what's the

verdict?

I ain't got all day to just kick it so make it

urgent

I'm really on whole level with writin'

If he wrote I know he the GOAT

So I still give him his rose petals, I'm climbin'

And nothin' like ****** stuck on they old level where I'm

shinin'

And ain't chance that I get like a gold medal with nothin'

But when it come to this rappin' shit, what's your budget?

***** in your pocketbook and come sit with your country

cousin, that's me

The same ***** off Davis in Genesee

Wasn't much expectation, just be what I could be, and I grew

They ain't tell me at first but I knew

It's a top 1% and I'm one of the chosen few, and

I blew

Uh, yo, and I blew

Uh, uh, uh, reservations after Four Seasons

Later dinner with Saban

Makin' investments when these ****** was fake-savin'

Low-key real soft on these hoes

And fake datin' rubbin' these bitches' feet at home

And they safe havens, that's cute

I'm in traffic with plenty of shit to do

There's nothin' to fuck a bitch, these ****** in middle

school

They minuscule, uh

I give you three drums and I call it an interlude

I give you three drums and they sayin' he been a fool

Yo, yo, I give you three verses and call it the interlude

The watch don't even cost as much as my tennis shoes

I took all these cats and I turned them to dinner food

Uh, that dinner fool

Uh, all I dick riding you gon' pop your inner tube

Your inner tube

This that black boy Joy

Uh, ain't nothin' like that black boy Joy

We done it all for the glory

This that black boy Joy

Uh, ain't nothin' like that black boy Joy

I tell you my own story

This that black boy Joy

Uh, this that black boy Joy

Uh, this that black boy Joy

Uh, uh, this that black boy Joy

I tell you my own story like:

We must try, we must try, we must try

To be captured

Days gone by

You, you are here, I'm so alive

You, you are here, I'm so alive

Written by: Demetrius Jackson

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