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lirik lagu where i’ve been – shane chubbz

[intro]

this that sorry i’ve been gone sh-t,this that i been on my work sh-t
f-ck with me!
young king

[hook]
where i’ve been, where i’ve been
arm out the window screaming money ain’t a thing
feet out the door, tryna get out of the scene
i’m back where i started, it was all a dream!

[verse]
banging out some prep, turning down deals
this isn’t my profession i’m just in it for the thrills
word to emi, universal, roc nation
the last one may make me question my vocation
your girl screaming chubby n-gga skinny jeans
i’m gettin my weight down and still got the same dreams
but i’m carrying the burden of the secrets behind the curtain
i got myself a barbie, she holdin it down for certain
your girl wearing my tee
your girl tweeting at me
your girl singing my sh-t
your girl belongs to me n-gga
old flames started getting in touch
i need the love, it’s never enough
it’s never enough, no it’s never enough
success coming soon, i ain’t trying to rush
couple lost stables
couple lost abel’s
couple deals later, but the boy still able
uhun uhun songwriting for grammy winners
surrounded by sinners, pray to whoever i deliver
i left my boys, took a chance i went solo
my baby girl did 20k on her dolo
tears full of joy, i deserve this!
words full of pain, give me more hits
word to stan, word to ese, word to dap
one would think that my boys would be happy for me
n-ggas p-ssed that i’m the cream of the crop
the tip of the top
making you move your drops
so much envy in those eyes, believing all the lies
praying that you’ll be fine
in due time
i’m back by popular demand
i see you dealing in rand
we overlooking your hands
lost so many souls that i can’t name
family and friends, dead or alive, the same pain
i’ve lost a couple to the green
a couple to the fiends
a couple to wedding rings as i fall to my knees
feeling like michael back from sicily!
return of the king, thierry get at me!

[bridge]
word to trev, you know i ride for ya
woulda died for ya, take a couple lives for ya
now you up in gl-ss, aiming bullets at my back
you know i’m shooting at back, and i’m not firing blanks!
for real no good deed goes unpunished
but all the rumours rubbished
while we laughing to the bank
we already been giving back
closet smelling dank!
these suits floating in tanks
these sharks floating with franks
lil homies start talking their sh-t
lil homies ain’t even got a hit
lil homie you ain’t even play a bit
lil homie where the f-ck you even sit?
you ain’t even got a seat
they ain’t f-ckin with me
i was spreading my wings
i was just tryna eat!
n-gga you left the table, now i’m just trying to feast
l’avenue on the wrist, i’m staying at the fifth
last night was on the fugees, what a motherf-cking movie
young christopher wallace, i might bring back coogi!
(i might bring back coogi)
it’s been a year, and i ain’t dropped sh-t
but these songwriting checks got condos on the wrist
the silver spoon doesn’t give a f-ck about your sh-t!
at the emirates with stan, box double-6
bathing ape bandit, margiela mobster
please kids stay clear of marijuana

i’m rolling with some madonnas
who sniffing up some madonna
she love me like robbie williams
i’m just tryna make a million!

it’s been a year, and i ain’t dropped sh-t
but these songwriting checks got condos on my wrist
the silver spoon doesn’t give a f-ck about your sh-t!
at the emirates with stan, box double-6

[outro]
bloodline, sc13
f-ck with me!
dap, dara, wuddup
cedrb
chubby!

- shane chubbz

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