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lirik lagu where i’mma go? – kid 901

[verse 1]
people try to speak to me like we had contact recently
“yeah, i see you’re growing lil’ decently”
nah, muhf-cka’ that’s greek to me (nah muhf-cka’ that’s)
soon as i steep where the leeches be
you lil’ freaks come creepin’ all secretly (creeps come creepin’ all)
‘cause i’m finna get big, obesity
tell me if you’re tryna eat where the g*nius eat
‘cause i’m a success and i ain’t even started
i asked for some sp-ce and she gave me a margin
then gave me a martian, an alien starship
and said i’m so filthy like bathing in garbage
i’m crazy, yet honest
you babies won’t sway me, i’m staying in place, b-tch, i promise
laying it flawless, i am not looking to change
b-tch, i’m saying don’t empty your pockets
put up your wallet, zip up your bag
or your purse or whatever the h-ll that you call it
this for the people that laughed in my face
‘cause ambition, i’ve kept this one in for the longest
straight from the faucet, i know my sh-t is effective
‘cause that’s just the way that i caused it
we goin’ up like a rocket and fly like a comet
and doing this sh-t for a profit, hold up like comma
how come you b-tches so low that you suck on some d-ck for a dollar?
hoe, where yo momma?
i know fo’ sho’ that she wishing you’d get up and make like yo father
hoe, get to walkin’
fix all that poutin’ you doing, and stop all the cryin’ and stompin’
‘cause i will not halt to get knockin’ a teen with the option
to crawl but gon’ act like toddler, b-tch

[hook]
i don’t know where i’mma go
no, i don’t know where i’mma go
and i don’t know if i’m the only one home
‘cause no one will pick up the phone
man, i don’t know where i’mma go, like
i’m going all on my own
i guess that i’m all on my, guess that i’m all on my

[verse 2]
now, i don’t mean to be redundant
but none these motherf-ckers ever see me coming
i’ll be on your tv stuntin’
with at least three hundred f-ckin’ ep’s coming
yo, i mean at least one is, ‘cause i’m destined to supply
all this luck that’s in the air is just a blessing in disguise
b-tch, i’m steady texting for reply
‘cause i’ll always keep it rolliin’ with a message ‘til i die
and everybody wanna guess the sh-t is fine
to use a second of their time
to get to begging for a beverage and a dime
b-tch, you better quit the lyin’
acting all desperate isn’t clever, b-tch, you better get to tryin’
or you better quit the cryin’
either f-ckin’ way, don’t you ever hit my line
anything i say, it’ll never be a lie
i am in the state of running mazes in my mind
write a dozen pages ‘cause the baker making fye’
and the cadence is divine
so i’m bankin’ like a statement for a payment for a fine
i’m the living proof that your age is just a time
‘cause i’m going to the booth and through the basics in my prime
see me on the daily get dazed and hypnotized
so don’t you ever act as if you came in late for the surprise
don’t you ever question if i’m faded or i’m high
because the answer’s f-ckin’ always gon’ be plainer than the sky
and when it starts coming down, i look down
and i yell out “geronimo!” (geronimo!)
senses fallin’ over like a domino
why the f-ck you think i miss the honor roll?
this’ll get you trippin’ if the bag don’t get to zippin’
so i try to seal the deal just like a envelope (tried to seal it)
it don’t make a difference if i hit it or i skip it
‘cause i still can’t figure out the h-ll that i’mma go

- kid 901

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