Prince Bruce - Tell Me Where To Go lyrics

[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 sh** man I said that sh** 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 n***as want beef, might as well stack on that queso N I G G A like 2Pac in the day folk Callate la boca n***a, got on the cleanest ropa n***a Got it all for free, sponsorship is what I hope for n***a 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 pa**ions in this music tho Tryna hit the studio Thane of Cawdor k**in' 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', pa**in' 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 k**ed 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 ba*tard 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]