Where You Been Song Lyrics

Where You Been by Bethel Music

I’m aristocratic, legendary status
Ten blunts to the face, I’ma let ’em have it
They knocking on my door, peeking through the window
Niggas telling police, Carl Winslow
Where you been?
I been posted in the background
Nigga where you been?
With my niggas in the dog pound
Nigga where you been?
Getting high, feeling profound
Nigga where you been?
Topped off in a compound
Nigga where you been?

Pick the effort up and maximize it til the day a nigga is deceased
I been running in this marathon, it gets repetitive definitely
Start the engine up and rev that motherf**ker, get it going expeditiously
I gotta ride past all my enemies
I want the high life, the amenities
I wanna move down from the nosebleeds to the floor seats, the vicinity
I gotta elevate, let that sh*t resonate
I’m in a better place, you niggas hesitate
Tell ’em I demonstrate, nigga I regulate
It’s a different feeling when the vision painted
I been too efficient with decisions lately
I’ve been in the zone, it’s like I can’t escape it ah
Thinking I’m the one, ah
From the time that I’m up ’til the sundown
Going round for round and pound for pound and blow for blow
I’m face to face with every foe
The overlord, the overseer, you’re overreaching
Nowadays niggas so facetious, can’t believe ’em
Paid the meter, find a reason, feeling like it’s my season

I’m aristocratic, legendary status
Ten blunts to the face, I’ma let ’em have it
They knocking on my door, peeking through the window
Niggas telling police, Carl Winslow
Where you been?
I been posted in the background
Nigga where you been?
With my niggas in the dog pound
Nigga where you been?
Getting high, feeling profound
Nigga where you been?
Topped off in a compound
Nigga where you been?

Where you been at?
Minding my business
Feel like Popeye ooh, flex when I get the spinach
Where you been at?
Feeling like I’m a big cat
I’m the king of the relapse
Too fast with the speed pass
I’m [?] with the keys to the rover
I’m beast, I’m an ogre
I’ma fight [?] I been in the kitchen ooh
Whipping up something ignorant ooh
All my dogs are vicious ooh
Ooh, they from the interlude
Tell me what you finna do
Not afraid of lose
I done paid a couple hunnid dues
Who the f**k is you?
Talking game, we got it sewed up
Make you fold up
Out your lane, you think you’re so tough
I don’t know bruh
Get it boys, it’s been a minute now
You wanna beef then go to In-N-Out
Better, my moves are like Brady
I’m doing laps going 80
[?] with who pays me
Never had time to be lazy
Where you been at?
In the back going crazy

I’m aristocratic, legendary status
Ten blunts to the face, I’ma let ’em have it
They knocking on my door, peeking through the window
Niggas telling police, Carl Winslow
Where you been?
I been posted in the background
Nigga where you been?
With my niggas in the dog pound
Nigga where you been?
Getting high, feeling profound
Nigga where you been?
Topped off in a compound
Nigga where you been?