Whereabouts, Wereabouts

Aye

I don't care about your whereabouts

Or you wereabouts

Or what you were about

Or what you worry bout

Yeah

Proda killed them niggas man

Yeah word of mouth

I had to walk em down

Yeah

Chalk em out

Brrr

Ever since I was a kiddo

Was sleeping on me like a pillow

It's cause my skin black like a widow

I was just trying to get me some skittles

I was just trying to make me some Ms

I grow flowers with family and friends

I was broke I went through it won't do it again

Now Ima win

I ain't really wanna back it out

All the opps playing cat and mouse

I ain't really wannna back it out

I ain't really wanna pack em out

I'm trying to find balance

But I keep blackin out (yeah)

Woo

Woo

Wooooo

I don't care bout your whereabouts (yeah)

Or your were abouts (let's go)

Or what you were about

Or what you worry bout

Bloodsuckers yeah you know they're bat shit

Type to kill them and frame the ratchet

Close range he didn't stained his glasses

Truth is we all made from madness

Don't choke cause for real the gag is

The industry done enslaved the masses

I really just want to burn the shit down

Turn their Ashé to ashes (haa)

You know what I'm saying like

Real talk niggas had to make their own way for real

Ain't none of this shit come easy I had to it

I had to do it ya dig

Yeah

Ugh

Remember I called they ain't pick up

Now they all gassed like hiccups

I done got the juice like Bishop

I done did all my sit ups, yeah

Know it's raw

Covid cure

Smell like pure

Watch me metamorph

Whereabouts