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letra de where we goin - griff tyler

[intro]
lost sound or no sound, yeah
yeah, yeah (runnitupkel)
look at where we been
where we goin’
goin’
(where we goin’, where we goin’)

[chorus]
look at where we been, where we goin’ (where we goin’)
look at my wrist, it’s an ocean (it’s an ocean)
look at my fit, dog, it’s golden (dog, it’s golden)
look at my b-tch, i got her glowin’ (got her glowin’)
look at my whip, dog, it’s floatin’ (dog, it’s floatin’)
look at my plan, it’s in motion (it’s in motion)
came a long way, now we ’bout to go in (’bout to go in)
look at where we been and where we goin’ (where we goin’)
[verse 1]
ayy, look at thе top, oh, it ain’t there, yeah (i don’t see it)
n-ggas bе hatin’, i just can’t care (so be it)
all them nights i had nightmares
had to send some calls up, he answered my prayers
now she tryna pop up ’cause she heard that i popped
baby had me blocked ’til she heard me on the block
play me in the hood, they play me on them yachts
she played me h-lla good, now she playin’ with my opps (they dirty)
them n-ggas lost service, must still want static
lamar in play action, i’m no longer givin’ passes
don’t you be impulsive, baby, don’t you be reactive
if i hit you from the back, girl, that’s better than proactiv
it’s gon’ have you glowin’ (glowin’, glowin’)
it’s gon’ make you bust it open (open)
for a young n-gga that went and got it out the mud
got it with my sweat, with my tears, got it with my blood

[chorus]
now look at where we been, where we goin’ (where we goin’)
look at my wrist, it’s an ocean (it’s an ocean)
look at my fit, dog, it’s golden (dog, it’s golden)
look at my b-tch, i got her glowin’ (got her glowin’)
look at my whip, dog, it’s floatin’ (dog, it’s floatin’)
look at my plan, it’s in motion (it’s in motion)
came a long way, now we ’bout to go in (’bout to go in)
look at where we been and where we goin’ (where we goin’)
[verse 2]
ayy, ain’t gon’ never turn my back, never front (never front)
we goin’ for it every fourth, never punt (uh)
been them n-ggas from the hop, from the skip, from the jump (uh)
if n-ggas wanna step, we gon’ kirk franklin stomp (stomp)
ayy, ayy, and all my people say
ayy, since we done got the ball, we playin’ keep-away
don’t ever matter, baby, we gon’ score either way
we od, rather we on o or d
ain’t afraid to catch a fade, nah, we go deep
n-ggas be out of bounds, no wonder they ain’t on both feet
they ain’t ten toes
in the end zone, only time we tiptoe
home runs, dog, we slide, never slip, though (never)
these n-ggas done had they time, but that’s it, though (that’s it)
yeah, they no longer staples like the crypto (that’s it)
they ain’t got sh-t to show but a sh-t show
takin’ everything they got and then we goin’

- griff tyler

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