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letra de where ya at - stone

[verse 1: stone]
where ya -ss was at when i was wearing skinny jeanshw
where ya -ss was at when i didn’t have any means
where ya -ss was at when yuba city was my home town
where ya -ss was at but you calling me on the phone now
now my -ss is telling you that i’m the f-cking sh-t
now my now my -ss is telling you that you that you should f-cking quit
this is it, i’m so f-cking lit, holy f-cking sh-t
regretting it, but i never quit i’m recommending it
i despise, all these suckas telling lies
talk about the money but you serving up the fries
living with your parents but i thought you serve pies
don’t got to lie to kick it don’t pray on my demise
been independant give a f-ck about a mention
its my retention i’ll leave you in the corner like detention
you f-cking pest, leave your -ss stranded in budapest
i hit you like a ton of bricks a spartan to the chest

[verse 2: riq]
where ya -ss was at when we was tryna catch the bus
hour long ride tryna pick the groceries up
rocking hamy downs, back when hoes didn’t notice us
now i’m with a dime at her house getting shoulder rubs
but i gotta leave, cuz i’m focused bruh
n-gga tryna blow, like i’m in the hood rolling up
when you doing good, every body start showing up
but when you doing bad, every body start folding up
it’s a cold life, and ain’t no body worried bout’ your life
alot of n-ggas barely give a f-ck about their own life
they say i’m on the right path, but i was never shown right
i just took all my wrongs, then i made my own rights
tryna live the fast and the long life, get that money fast
and make it last like a long night, i can’t find your -ss
i’m looking everywhere
where ya -ss was at, i’m looking everywhere

[verse 3: stone]
it’s kinda finicky, these motherf-ckers into me
it’s spending me of all my energy, but i’m staying real to the end of me, so envy me my authenticity is wishin me the best of luck, its gonna be the death of me, don’t give a f-ck
people f-ck with my sh-t, is the luck of a beginner
or am i stuck with this sh-t (yea)
and we having fun in this b-tch
and we keep rhymin’ and rhymin’ until the sun up and sh-t
and i keep grindin’ and grindin’ until i’m running this sh-t
and you keep tryin’ and tryin’ but they keep bumping my sh-t (yea)
i’m tryna get this working for me, but it’s making my f-cking wallet sweat this sh-t isn’t free (hey)
i see my middle name in the lights, this gon’ propel my young life to astronomical heights
cuz it’s above what i’m used to, show love like i used to
you know i keep some herb in the glove like i used to

- stone

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