ikey - Where You Been?

Put your all on the kid, I got homies with potential, place they all on the bid
Put your money where your mouth is, I don't talk cuz I did
And real killers, move in silent, he don't talk cause he slid
With my back on the wall, I send money to the homies who just wanted a call

They don't want it like I want it, I get pissed if I stall
Get money is law, they ain't have the vision I saw
They ain't poppin' like we poppin', he just smackin' his jaw
If we got it, then we pop him, if not, smackdown or raw

She my trap queen just like Fetty wap , ain't sell drugs but I kept a Glock.
Was out there when they served the block, know life short, but we beat the clock
You ain't never had no hard times if you put them on a net
If that shit involving money, then I'm on it, I'm like bet

We was lookin', he was hidin', so we shot his whole damn set
He been rappin', I been rappin', his shit dope but my shit fet
I got homies who did homeruns, but aint never get to bat
I know niggas really pussy, they won't argue in the chat

I thought he was really with me till he turned into a rat
Brother pulled when I was drownin', definition of a slatt
Where you been? I been out of state, gotta get this cake
Keep a pole, I cant catch a date, daughter on her way

Pick and roll, we might end your fate, if you try to take
Camera roll, we can shoot at night, we can shoot at day
Where you been? I been out of state, gotta get this cake
Keep a pole, I cant catch a date, daughter on her way

Written by:
Averiel Booker

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