Tell Me Where To Go

[Verse 1]
Whats the dealio?
I'm in the grotto with snow bunnies and silly hoes
Silly rabbits eatin' colored tricks I know you feel me though
She say she down for the team? Alright really though
Lets get it started, my flows too dope to disregard it
I'm spittin' soulful and hopin' these flow is just Catharsis
I ain't pullin up critics that here dissing the artist
I'm the shit man I said that shit back in august
Sleepin' at the bottom daydreamin' 'bout the top though
I ain't really worried bout a thot so you can stop ho
Well I got the free crib so you can come for a bust
But after that you gotta leave you gettin' dropped though
More money more problems? Less money more lyrics
I could drop the hottest tape ain't nobody gone hear it
You say you got the drive but don't know how you gone steer it
I'm a true threat to these rappers, somebody gone fear it

[Hook]
Just tell me where to go from here
Just tell me where to go from here
Just tell me where to go from here
Just tell me where to go

Just tell me where to go from here
I don't know where to go from here
Just tell me where to go
Tell me where to go
Tell me where to go

[Verse 2]
Aye whats up with your crew?
Why you still talkin', like we got nothing on you
I'm still on your girls mind like the gum stuck on your shoe
I guess hating's just a habit, jumpin' up when you shoot
Aye yo we shoot, don't be surprised by the fact that we skate though
Flew home to GA but now we back here today folk
Niggas want beef, might as well stack on that queso
N I G G A like 2Pac in the day folk
Callate la boca nigga, got on the cleanest ropa nigga
Got it all for free, sponsorship is what I hope for nigga
Get a hit of this, Izzy Rollin Papers like Genesis
Wake up in the morning GRUMPY like Jesus and Denis is
But nah, I hit that ghost and you can't touch that
I get that gold and go to Roll Skate Shop but I'm trying to cut back
Cause my passions in this music tho
Tryna hit the studio
Thane of Cawdor killin' these stupid flows

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Uhhh, just the Chronicles of a Lyricist
On a quest searchin' for recognition where lyrics is
But its unfortunate that this rap game is trapping
All these kids minds they don't even know what a lyric is
I come through blastin', passin' and smashin'
I don't be focused on the past so tell me why they still askin'
All they worried bout is parties and fashion
I'm just trying to make a path, your girls knees is still ashy, my bad
But 95 til Infinity
I popped out on the same day they killed Kennedy
No disrespect, but you never know your enemies
My fam could be the ones to put a end to me
But I'm just trying to be be a strong rapper, the lone bastard
But I skated all the clothes that's in my laundry basket
Shawty surprised bout how long we lasted
But I'll be the one that's in a lonely cascet, oh my God

[Hook]