Where I Wanna Be lyrics

[Verse 1: Rockie Fresh]
Okay, it's Rockie checking in, also known for killing sh*t
Ain't got a deck of cards but y'all know who you dealing with
Music is my weapon and I swear I'm not concealing it
And women wanna touch me to symbolize they're feeling it
Yeah, they take me down like Casanova
Young James Bond got these b*tches roaming over
Getting pus*y galore ?
Then they come all for my crown and try to throw me over
And from that sh*t, the great escape is what I found
My old homies say I act as if I've been around
Thought it up, didn't have to pin it down
Adventure to the future, b*tch I think I'm Emmett Brown
Man, look at all the good times that we've had
These b*tches say that we their type like a keypad
I mean we straight chilling trying to make a million
And stack every dollar to the ceiling, straight building

[Hook: Rockie Fresh]
Yeah, and you can tell me how you feel
But that don't mean that it's for me
And I don't care what they say
At the end of the day
This is where I wanna be
Yeah, said this is where I wanna be
Yeah, said this is where I wanna be
I don't care what they see
At the end of the day
This is where I wanna be
[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh]
Yeah, now they tell me that I'm real as sh*t
So alive but my swisher got some kill in it
Remember when my n*gga had to steal a whip
Now we balling out, straight cash at the dealership
White hoes, black hoes, we all mixed up
Hating on us, that's the sh*t that get your b*tch f*cked
She picked up all off in them big trucks
Thirty minutes later on a n*gga getting his di*k sucked
Two minutes later, I just went to get my paper
Had to get these boys bars without a permit or a chaser
And right now I'm in the clouds so it's probably out the vapor
You ain't talking money now, you can holla at me later (what)
Cause I ain't really with that small talk
I'm trying to get that big bread
Magazines and legs spreads I'm fine like a big head
Leading just like Vick said

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[Verse 3: Phil Ade]
Where I wanna be: 30,000 feet up
This is the definition of freedom
But any second I can lose it all
Dudes are appalled, I prefer to sh*t on 'em, than use a stall
And my di*k is where these b*tches seem to rally at
f*ck 'em in the back of the building, I get that alley cat
And the hate is hard to tally that
My pockets looking like I don't know where a Bally's at
The future you can see now 'til I'm old and senile
The money keep calling, I swear it's got me on redial
Don't F with me, I'm only f*cking with G's now
Leaders of the new school n*ggas, I'mma lead out
Put Marilyn in the forefront
I never worked for the man again like a store front
A million rappers, but there's only one of me
So I can tell that in a second I be where I wanna be
Word
[Hook: Rockie Fresh]