Where I Been... by Krillon the baptist Lyrics
[Intro]
Always put on for yo' city
No matter how bad they treat you
That's where you came from and what made you
They gone' see you, they just can't see it yet
Or maybe they do
So they hating it
Don't tell em', keep faking it
Ask em why, they even hating it
Just another typical nigga tryna get his cut
[Verse 1: Krillon the baptist]
Ain't tryna go to jail niggas boolin' the but
If she fiend then she fiendin', no need for detail
Car shows and liquor poed no more we sail, no more we sell, no more we sale
No more thoughts inside yo' kind I keep the truth under my veil
I fell in love with the trail
Got hit by a beautiful black woman, a growing tree
Don't let the clouds reign on you baby
You a queen baby
See who I mean baby
You know how I mean baby
You know my means baby
This was a poem, now it's just get the g's baby
Look for yo g's baby
Just cuz we g's baby
I'm giving you this rocket
Damn, I'm hard, I'm raw, I'm the rawest
You out here raw doggin' nigga
Get outta here, best respect in my prospect, what you expect?
I'm black expressing my blackness
Stop living in fear don't hate on the fact(es)
They said they caught him lackin'
They said they caught him blackin' (x2)
They said they caught him lackin' (x3)
Aww man, caught him black
Aww man, caught him lack, aww man
Caught him black aww man
[Verse 2: Krillon the baptist]
If you make then you an artist
If you think then you have power
In your mind, you are the hardest
Don't let em' move your tower, just like you trump
Blow your trumps, you show love
Niggas voting for trump? Almost made me think Jesus died for our sins
Oh wait, no he did
Aw man, well whatever you get yourself in to
I know the roads has never been split in two, what you into?
Aye, where we going? how you flowing? This the most poetic poet
Patriotic poet
Poetic patriot
I ain't in new England, I don't play no football
I ain't no saint, I feel just like saint
I'm yeezus son, I'm Jesus son
Following disciples
Ain't hard to decipher what you decide, as i cypher
Figuring out the holes looking at the whole
Pepping through
I feel like i'm the God MC
No blasphemy
More like alchemy
Souless monogamy
Monogamy
Aye, KTB in the 803 and slick that beat and drop the heat
Aye, aye yea
And a double v and a KTB and the 803 some' bout' me haha
[Outro]
Going to the chapel, hope I got my soul
Hoping god got god gotta hold
Got a couple homies (x2)
Hoping god got god gotta hold
God got a hold
Yea, yea yea yea yea (x2)
Going to the chapel, hope I got my soul
Hoping god got god gotta hold
Got a couple homies (x2)
Hoping god got god gotta hold
Hope they got a home hope he got some room (x4)
Yea yea yea
Where i been nigga! Lets go!
About to go to bible study, YEA! Lets get it. (laughter)
Always put on for yo' city
No matter how bad they treat you
That's where you came from and what made you
They gone' see you, they just can't see it yet
Or maybe they do
So they hating it
Don't tell em', keep faking it
Ask em why, they even hating it
Just another typical nigga tryna get his cut
[Verse 1: Krillon the baptist]
Ain't tryna go to jail niggas boolin' the but
If she fiend then she fiendin', no need for detail
Car shows and liquor poed no more we sail, no more we sell, no more we sale
No more thoughts inside yo' kind I keep the truth under my veil
I fell in love with the trail
Got hit by a beautiful black woman, a growing tree
Don't let the clouds reign on you baby
You a queen baby
See who I mean baby
You know how I mean baby
You know my means baby
This was a poem, now it's just get the g's baby
Look for yo g's baby
Just cuz we g's baby
I'm giving you this rocket
Damn, I'm hard, I'm raw, I'm the rawest
You out here raw doggin' nigga
Get outta here, best respect in my prospect, what you expect?
I'm black expressing my blackness
Stop living in fear don't hate on the fact(es)
They said they caught him lackin'
They said they caught him blackin' (x2)
They said they caught him lackin' (x3)
Aww man, caught him black
Aww man, caught him lack, aww man
Caught him black aww man
[Verse 2: Krillon the baptist]
If you make then you an artist
If you think then you have power
In your mind, you are the hardest
Don't let em' move your tower, just like you trump
Blow your trumps, you show love
Niggas voting for trump? Almost made me think Jesus died for our sins
Oh wait, no he did
Aw man, well whatever you get yourself in to
I know the roads has never been split in two, what you into?
Aye, where we going? how you flowing? This the most poetic poet
Patriotic poet
Poetic patriot
I ain't in new England, I don't play no football
I ain't no saint, I feel just like saint
I'm yeezus son, I'm Jesus son
Following disciples
Ain't hard to decipher what you decide, as i cypher
Figuring out the holes looking at the whole
Pepping through
I feel like i'm the God MC
No blasphemy
More like alchemy
Souless monogamy
Monogamy
Aye, KTB in the 803 and slick that beat and drop the heat
Aye, aye yea
And a double v and a KTB and the 803 some' bout' me haha
[Outro]
Going to the chapel, hope I got my soul
Hoping god got god gotta hold
Got a couple homies (x2)
Hoping god got god gotta hold
God got a hold
Yea, yea yea yea yea (x2)
Going to the chapel, hope I got my soul
Hoping god got god gotta hold
Got a couple homies (x2)
Hoping god got god gotta hold
Hope they got a home hope he got some room (x4)
Yea yea yea
Where i been nigga! Lets go!
About to go to bible study, YEA! Lets get it. (laughter)