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Joey Bada$$ - Where I Belong (Lyrics)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Bada$$
Joey Bada$$
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Songwriter
Patrick Baril
Patrick Baril
Songwriter
Tommaso Pinto
Tommaso Pinto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Statik Selektah
Statik Selektah
Producer
Fred Warmsley III
Fred Warmsley III
Producer
0445c
0445c
Producer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Dopboyz Musik
Dopboyz Musik
Producer

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Uh, uh, uh-uh Yeah (Static Selektah) Back on the set like I never left I'm takin' steps to be the best 'til they lay me to rest VVS upon my chest, it got them devious Ain't no tints on my two-door, I want them see it's us 'Cause if I paid enough, them fuckers better see me comin' I used to drive my mama bucket, ridin' 'round frontin' On Snyder Avenue, buildin' number thirty-four-hunnid I gave this shit my all or nothin', now my bank bussin' I'm livin' plush', new crib cost a milli' plus Six figures on every art piece that's hangin' up You little niggas still spendin' on the obvious And if you think I'm flexin' now, just wait 'til I re-up And just to sum it up, we shinin' all year long When I was comin' up, they tried to tell me that was wrong I had to run it up, and now I'm right where I belong If all my niggas dead and gone, I gotta carry on I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go 'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go 'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door Yo Tryna get my thoughts together I say a prayer every day, hopin' it all get better I talk to God a lot, these verses is like open letters I know that nothin' really last forever Like the past, the future don't exist, I know it's now or never Focused on the present, know my presence is a gift Just so happen to be good at rappin', that would be my niche I was only like six when my cousin Richie Rich Wrote my first verse for me that I would never forget And since then I was never known to leave a microphone alone Often took the long way home just to get thoughts off my dome Mama blowin' up my phone, leave her message at the tone I was gettin' in my zone, at times I felt so alone Like how it feel to know that you the best and nobody know Every punchline a chin check and a body blow With all disrespect, you niggas still ain't fuckin' with me though And never was Every time they thought they had me down, I just leveled up I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go 'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door
Writer(s): Jo-vaughn Virginie, Patrick Baril, Alessandro Pintori, Tommaso Pinto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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