Mic C. Craz - Where Ya At

When you in Rome u gotta do just like the romans do
Can't trust a soul gotta be careful who you open to
Get it regardless even if they got no hope in you
Soon as ya eyes off the prize, that's when they controllin you
I mind my business stack my bread that's what I'm posed to do
Im way too focused on this money, I barely noticed you
Born in the July, but ain't nobody here as cold as you
These girls cat fishing, girl I know you know that this ain't you
Turn a dream into reality
Just want my fam to live good & my moms to be proud of me
I got haters steady doubting me
They gone feel dumb when they see the paparazzi start surrounding me
New motive so the vision ain't blurry
Locked in ya temple tap into Shirley
New swag out, better get there early
Pop up shop finna stop 6:30, too sturdy
You can't knock a hitta over
Maxed out, front seat inna rover
Heart on my sleeve, & my soul on my shoulder
And everyday a youngin only gettin older
They see the vision i remember when they didn't listen
Forgot to mention niggaz mention who they wanna mention
I don't speak on all I see but trust I pay attention
Can't learn the recipe if you ain't never inna kitchen

We in the bay where that shit slap
Don't matter, where ya at
I been broke for like so long
But all that matters where ya at
Where ya at
Where ya at
Don't matter where u from
It's where u at
Where u from (where u at)
Where u from (where u at)
Where u from (where u at)
Don't won't matter where ya from it's where ya at, aye

Stick to my guns my trigger finger got adhesive on it
Yo shit don't hit unless I'm on that's why I'm featured on it
Every yes, a hunnid Nas, throw some ether on it
Park on my street u gotta pay, I throw a meter on it
Cause my space is vital, my staircase a spiral
Just call me Mic cuz too many people take it for Michael
Say my name, say my name, beyond what I say
Come work for me added benefits beyond what I pay
Stay in line, like she checkin for the other ones
Best believe I'm the hottest out when the summer come
A lot of help along the way I owe my brother one
I owe my mother some, can't get another one
My life was stagnant, had to mix the bowl
LA be the galaxy I go to kick the goal
Starch press on my shirt with the centerfold
Tell me, how u sittin in the warm when ya brother cold?
We in the bay where that shit slap
Don't matter, where ya at
I been broke for like so long
But all that matters where ya at
Where ya at
Where ya at
Don't matter where u from
It's where u at
Where u from (where u at)
Where u from (where u at)
Where u from (where u at)
Don't won't matter where ya from it's where ya at, aye

Written by:
Micah Canaday

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