Where U Been?

I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours

Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise

Check my watch on a flight  yeah, I call that airtime

Murk 'em in the middle of the street, that gon' be his headline

Yeah, you gon' respect mine, got a body on my Tec-9

Say you nobody 'till somebody gon' body you: flatline

Pocket full of dead guys

And you know I'm anti-anti-social, anti-labor, anti-cool nigga, ain't I?

You looking at a star that's phased out

Trying to take my style then take off

I go to work with no days off, everything I own paid off

Shawty pussy hair shaved off and she did it just for me

Nigga, would skip you like a spacebar, but I much rather delete niggas

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you been?

Gucci hat, Gucci belt

If you wrote a autobiography you had to sue yourself

You lying ass, codeine in my wine glass

I know you had a wild past

I ain't fucked you in a while with your wild ass

I get high and I fly past, I don't know nothing 'bout iChat

I work in this iPhone they need an app called iTrap

I trap, shining like a night night lamp

I just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at

White cup, white hat, laying on a white couch

Got that presidential and a residential white house

Nigga saying who? like a white ass

You can see me shining white the light out

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you been?

Turn five to a ten to a twenty to fifty to hundred

My niggas get money, I want it

I ride through the city my niggas got choppers

My bitch she's so pretty that's my pocahontas

Everything on me I shine like a trophy

Run up a check while they watch out for police

Versace my pinky, a brick on my Rollie

The Cali Ferrari I'm feeling like Kobe

...to the death of my, nigga

Killers on the right and left of me, nigga

My destiny nigga to get all this money

I can't share that whole recipe with you, nigga

My nigga told me get 'em did it I got 'em

Stand on that couch, drink out of the bottle

...the bitch she gon' swallow

Get to the money I'm keeping Chicago

Yeah, bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought the Benz just to fuck your friends in

Giuseppe's 900 with the gold...

Everything 'bout me wrong like a dope charge

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

I've been getting money, where the fuck you been?

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

Bought a new crib just to fuck you in

I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you been?