Where The Love At

Lyrics

Drum Dummie
 Fresh up out a cell, where that bag at?
 I was flying, but now I need somewhere to land at
 I took a loss, but now I'm lookin' where the chance at
 But I'm a boss, you need some help and I can hand that
 I wish I was somewhere where it ain't no violence
 But I've been totin' on that pole every time that I roll
 Tryna bust a nigga head if he try me
 At night I need someone on side me just to hold me
 But I was trying and I'm really tired of sayin' that
 I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm tryna see where the love at
 DaDa, how my son approach me, I'ma shout out
 Bitch, I be that nigga knock your block out
 Ride with them killers with them Dracos while the cops out
 You stuntin' for them hoes? We go to hittin', make sure they get down
 'Cause you know how we get down
 No outsiders, it's only family 'round
 I'm with that shit, been filled with shit since I was 20 pounds
 And I'm a gangster, make me mad and I won't turn down
 My mama said if I won't last, I need to slow it down
 I told my mama, "Motherfuck it, I'm dyin' 'bout it"
 Them niggas play with us, ain't no surrender, I'm ridin' 'bout it
 No hidin' 'bout it, bangin' like Lil Dave with them slimes 'round me
 Violation on three counts and up in court how the judge found me
 Right now I need a girl to love, and I've been lookin' for her (where she at?)
 A flight anywhere in this world, I'll book you for (where you at?)
 I had to tell my son don't pee while you inside the tub
 I'm from that North and I remember that's just how it was
 Shawty, she gon' Magnolia shake and I love that
 Bounce that ass, patty cake in the middle the slums, yeah
 Jaws lockin', molly all over a nigga gums, yeah
 Ain't no stoppin', on bottom that chopper, we got them drums, yeah
 Look, I'm fresh up out a cell, where that bag at?
 I was flying, but now I need somewhere to land at
 I took a loss, but now I'm lookin' where the chance at
 But I'm a boss, you need some help and I can hand that
 I wish I was somewhere where it ain't no violence
 But I've been totin' on that pole every time that I roll
 Tryna bust a nigga head if he try me
 At night I need someone on side me just to hold me
 But I was trying and I'm really tired of sayin' that
 I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm tryna see where the love at
 For my baby moms, I don't wan' be a problem
 You feel that I ain't there for my sons, tell me and I got 'em
 But you shouldn't have to tell me I need to put down this bottle
 I pray to God that I ain't taking after my papa
 But free that nigga out his cell, he need a second chance
 And I can probably show him how to be a real man
 He went to jail behind that money, I ain't know his plan
 But no more, he won't be a dummy, I'ma throw him bands
 But hold up, I need to thank my grandfather
 He showed me how to fix them cars, now I can work that rod now
 Don't judge a nigga, since I moved from with him, it been hard, slime
 From these streets, I ain't get nothin' but pain and some jail time
 I wish I was somewhere where it ain't no violence
 But I've been totin' on that pole every time that I roll
 Tryna bust a nigga head if he try me
 At night I need someone on side me just to hold me
 But I was trying and I'm really tired of sayin' that
 I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm tryna see where the love at
 Fresh up out a cell, where that bag at?
 I was flying, but now I need somewhere to land at
 I took a loss, but now I'm lookin' where the chance at
 But I'm a boss, you need some help and I can hand that
 

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Duration
03:16
Key
2
Tempo
130 BPM

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