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Lyrify.me

Where2Go by REKAST Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

Wheres the dope
Wheres the dope
I can't go broke


I can't go broke, i can't go broke



(Pre-Chorus)
Im in love with everything that want my soul
Iv been doing what i got to do to go
Iv been tryna get myself some money, momma
Just dont tell her that i got it from the dope X2

(Chorus)
Where do i go
Where do i go
Where do i go
Where do i go X2

(Verse1)
I can't go broke
I can't go broke
Im on road, like ya boy should though
Pac flow, city tatted on my torso
City cold, you can see it out the window
Guns pop like the kick in the tempo
I can really admit, that we stuck in a system that got hitting the strip and people wonder why they kick in the crib
Everybody in my hood know
That the dope is a sin, let it sink slow
I gotta win so i sin for my kinfolk
Everybody in my hood lighting indo
Cause the stress gon weigh
And the rents on late
So i gotta get paid, fuck a winslow
My nigga spend his day
On the road till its late
Ducking 5 on the 4 of the east
Doing work out the rental
Huh
Anything that im meant for more
Shit, it gotta be good
God, gotta be good
Cause i swear every word that i say
Got some muhfuckin truth like it should
My niggas in the back know the pain that it took
To the sky from the mud
If the sky is the limit
Then im headed for the stars above
Yall know whats up
(Pre-Chorus)
Im in love with everything that want my soul
Iv been doing what i got to do to go
Iv been tryna get myself some money, momma
Just dont tell her that i got it from the dope

(Chorus)
Where do i go
Where do i go
Where do i go
Where do i go X2

(Verse2)
I mean bitches talk
I hear them niggas talk to
Thirteen i saw my first fiend
Fifteen i was watching the block boom
0-8 my niggas sold weight
Do the math for the cocaine
My OG, told me, You ain't gotta do the dope way
You too smart for the road play
You too raw with the flow
You gotta make it out this cold place
Too many stuck in the dope game
They wanna trap, trap niggas
They wanna catch my niggas
In the backseat, last week
No he out back to the back streets
My niggas know what i mean
These niggas sell they soul for the cream
Thats a greed my OG told me i gotta leave
Niggas dont know
Thats why i work on the solo
My niggas in love with the cocoa
My shorty say she want some love and thats a no show
I hear them talking, why they talking , thats no no
Cause you might get hit, now you know you might not go home
Might not see tomorrow
Why you wanna follow
You might get your ass clipped
Get caught by that hollow
Your momma in her sorrows
Its nasty, its nasty
Mandem on that road
This real life
No squad, just family..


(Pre-Chorus)
Im in love with everything that want my soul(They want my soul)
Iv been doing what i got to do to go (yeah they want it)
Iv been tryna get myself some money, momma
Just dont tell her that i got it from the dope X2

(Chorus)
Where do i go
Where do i go
Where do i go
Where do i go X2

(ending)
Iv been tryna get myself some money, momma
Just dont tell her that i got it from the dope X2

This from the dope
This from the dope
This from the dope
This from the dope
This from the dope
This from the dope
Dont tell her that i got this all on road