Joey Bada$$ - Where I Belong (Lyrics)

Joey Bada$$ - Where I Belong (Lyrics) Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ Follow Joey Bada$$: @joeybadass #JoeyBadass #WhereIBelong #2000 #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics: Uh, uh, uh-uh Yeah (Static Selektah) [Verse 1] Back on the set like I never left I’m takin’ steps to be the best ’til they lay me to rest VVS upon my chest, it got them devious Ain’t no tints on my two-door, I want them see it’s us ’Cause if I paid enough, them fuckers better see me comin’ I used to drive my mama bucket, ridin’ ’round frontin’ On Snyder Avenue, buildin’ number thirty-four-hunnid I gave this shit my all or nothin’, now my bank bussin’ I’m livin’ plush’, new crib cost a milli’ plus Six figures on every art piece that’s hangin’ up You little n*ggas still spendin’ on the obvious And if you think I’m flexin’ now, just wait ’til I re-up And just to sum it up, we shinin’ all year long When I was comin’ up, they tried to tell me that was wrong I had to run it up, and now I’m right where I belong If all my n*ggas dead and gone, I gotta carry on [Chorus] I pray the Lord have mercy on a n*gga soul We reminiscin’, reminiscin’ like it’s all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go ’Cause I be takin’ risk every time that I hit the door I pray the Lord have mercy on a n*gga soul We reminiscin’, reminiscin’ like it’s all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go ’Cause I be takin’ risk every time that I hit the door [Verse 2] Yo Tryna get my thoughts together I say a prayer every day, hopin’ it all get better I talk to God a lot, these verses is like open letters I know that nothin’ really last forever Like the past, the future don’t exist, I know it’s foul But never focused on the present, know my presence is a gift Just so happen to be good at rappin’, that would be my niche I was only like six when my cousin Richie Rich Wrote my first verse for me that I would never forget And since then I was never known to leave a microphone alone Often took the long way home just to get thoughts off my dome Mama blowin’ up my phone, leave her message at the tone I was gettin’ in my zone, at times I felt so alone Like how it feel to know that you the best and nobody know Every punchline a chin check and a body blow With all disrespect, you n*ggas still ain’t fuckin’ with me though And never was Every time they thought they had me down, I just leveled up [Interlude] They all saw it I’m from Brooklyn, I rep Brooklyn all day They killed Biggie Y’all n*ggas is killin’ us and you fuckin’— This world is about money, money revolve around money Just know that I’m from Brooklyn [Chorus] I pray the Lord have mercy on a n*gga soul We reminiscin’, reminiscin’ like it’s all we know Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go ’Cause I be takin’ risk every time that I hit the door [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, you liked that? Hey motherfuckers Joey Bada$$ has just moved, bitch We talkin’ New York, Brooklyn, motherfucker Joey’s the illest motherfucker doin’ this rap shit You digg? And go and buy this motherfucker shit right now And tell your grandpa to get it too, motherfuckers I want an album motherfucker