Don't Know Where I'd Be

Think it's a game (think it's a game) Yeah If it wasn't for them late nights hustling on the block trying to get it up I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for that fifteen months that I spent locked up nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the last twenty four months that I spent with nothing nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the sacrifice I knew my momma took nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for momma and daddy, I swear that I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the commas I was stacking, I swear to God I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the Rolly I'd prolly waste time Prolly things like black Cartiers on my eye The money for the whips yea I spent it last night Every day me and Lucci thank God cuh we don't know where we would be I don't know where I'd be with out my family (my family) And I don't give a fuck about how much money you got don't handle me Guess what I make a nigga answer me Broke nigga took that hoe to applebee All my suits tailored like the pastors be Versace everything like master p Pull up on my niggas in the hood, then I Smoke a couple of blunts then I pull up No rodeo I see red like a bull I Pull off the dancing bull I can tell that p***y scared 'cause he soft Funny how all my ex's what to know what I'm doing I pull her on the side of the bed, I'm tired of hearing her moaning Watching out for the feds riding around with nothing on me She wanna do while me wrapped, turn the movie on Mummy She kept the lights on while she be doing it to me All I know I real boy see me hitting it hommie I swear I don't know where I'd be without my hommies Shout out Lucci Shout out YFN Shout out Rich Homie Boy no new friends I don't know where I'd be if it wasn't for them, East Atlanta Commas If it wasn't for them late nights hustling on the block Trying to get it up I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for that fifteen months that I spent locked up nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the last twenty four months that I spent with nothing nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the sacrifice I knew my momma took nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for momma and daddy, I swear that I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the commas I was stacking, I swear to god I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the Rolly I'd prolly waste time Prolly things like black Cartiers on my eye The money for the whips yea I spent it last night Every day me and Lucci thank God cuh we don't know where we would be Uh, I thank god we were chosen They say never question god and I know it But why it big nigga big had kids Shit big one of the reasons a nigga big Big had a heart did big Big was my nigga till the end Big taught me how to put it up and don't spend Big always told me to transcend He told me to get the front end and the back end Then he told me most niggas pretend And that's why I don't have friends Just the brothers who gonna ride to the end Forty five on my side to the end Nigga we don't have nigga you know why we here Look where I'm going nigga look where I've been, yea Nigga you know what it is Late night hustling Trying to get my shit ripe no pear Every single day and night I sin But lord forgive me I'm human Yeah, yeah, yeah Fake card drawn, like I'm playing poker, nigga fake card drawn And nigga when you see me better get it on short And man I'm doing good and man I'm doing good If it wasn't for them late nights hustling on the block Trying to get it up I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for that fifteen months that I spent locked up nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the last twenty four months that I spent with nothing nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the sacrifice I knew my momma took nigga I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for momma and daddy, I swear that I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the commas I was stacking, I swear to god I don't even know where I'd be If it wasn't for the Rolly I'd prolly waste time Prolly things like black Cartiers on my eye The money for the whips yea I spent it last night Every day me and Lucci thank God cuh we don't know where we would be --- Don't Know Where I'd Be - Rich Homie Quan and YFN Lucci