Testo Whereabouts - Mak11
Testo della canzone Whereabouts (Mak11), tratta dall'album Apollo 11
I been so broke couldn't eat I was low
I sold that dope just to keep me afloat
I done grown up I don't need you no more
If I pour up it's a three or a four
Shawty gon choke on the D til she throw up
I know they gon notice it's me when I blow up
I'll throw my lawyer man the fee cuz my dough up
Ain't no one that's gonna compete or control us
I like my beats loud
Cause I cannot hear you now
I been holding the east down
Don't try to compare in clout
Cause they know they I'm a beast now
Yeah I got no fear or doubt
Get the scope with the beam out
And we finding your whereabouts
Imma get cash today
Capping to me imma ash your flame
I'm tryna catch a plane
They mad cuz I work at a faster pace
I fire up the gas, no brakes
Attacking me they cannot mask the hate
They lying I laugh at lames
Mak ain't no actor, trapping in the rain
Cash out on a chain, passion for the game
Man I ain't no pacifist, more like an activist
Poured up the Actavis, smoked all the cannabis
Showed 'em an anarchist, focused like analysts, yeah
My homie could throw you a half a brick
My flow it go like an acid trip
Smoking on dope with the baddest bitch
Broke a few noses done scrapped a bit
Openly chose all this rapping shit
I been so broke couldn't eat I was low
I sold that dope just to keep me afloat
I done grown up I don't need you no more
If I pour up it's a three or a four
Shawty gon choke on the D til she throw up
I know they gon notice it's me when I blow up
I'll throw my lawyer man the fee cuz my dough up
Ain't no one that's gonna compete or control us
I like my beats loud
Cause I cannot hear you now
I been holding the east down
Don't try to compare in clout
Cause they know they I'm a beast now
Yeah I got no fear or doubt
Get the scope with the beam out
And we finding your whereabouts
An opp tried to beef with me but I'm too alpha
I gave him PTSD no nostalgia
I light the scene up now he praying for Allah
Your thot want me secretly stay out my palace
Fuck out my castle, yah
Drunk and I'm higher than astronauts
The youngin too stubborn to pass the ball
Shutting 'em up they ain't last too long
Hand me the bong and the bud with a lighter
Damn this weed strong like a bareknuckle fighter
Man being a don's in my blood you a biter
They streaming my songs and that's love as a writer
Screaming along they get hype at my concerts
What's keeping me strong is I like to put God first
Even when wrong I'm still right if I'm not worse off
See my problems is light like some soft serve
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Writer(s): Andrew Mcdonald
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