Where I Belong Songtext
von Joey Bada$$

Uh, uh, uh-uh
Yeah (Static Selektah)

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 niggas 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 niggas dead and gone, I gotta carry on


I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga 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 nigga 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

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 now or 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 niggas still ain't fuckin' with me though
And never was
Every time they thought they had me down, I just leveled up


I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga 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