Mista

[Intro (Sample)]

Seen George?

No I haven't seen anyone George all evening [?] but I've been looking all evening for him

That motherfucker ate and slipped out. He gone down the street to fuck

Where do you think he went to?

By Clautia's house

Clautia's a cherry girl, no

She ain't no cherry girl that motherfucker talking about how she gonna wear a veil when she get married. That bitch oughta wear black for all the dick she done buried. Let's go online and see who can chеck out [?]. Yeah I know about that dirty motherfucker, I'vе been watching her ass. Joyce supposed to be my date

[Verse]

This the smooth talkin' criminal, don't let it get to you (uh)

Taking what I say too literal, just took a sip or two (uh huh)

Make subliminals in your head, about what I said (word)

You're paranoid, you're getting clinical

Might tell your friends to check on you

I get it, I get territorial too if I'm in the mood

Tell me once you move, avoid you getting rude

What I gotta say to prove that's the last thing I'm tryna do

Waste my breath, take a step or two when I'm letting loose

Get a groove, ain't trying to get your chick, trying to bust a move

Rush the room

Y'all sweating, I'm dripping different it's assumed

The scent I'm giving is perfume

That ain't cologne on me

It's just kush and pheromones

Born with a pair of cherubs in the air above

They put a crown on me

Y'all ain't put it down like me

Y'all ain't been around like me

Where was you?

Was back to back with Skep, Tim + Barry, Grime TV

That's Not Me

Before the drop, up top, Tottenham, JME

A lot of shit I've seen, you just saw through your computer screen

I've seen the real thing

But all of us got quarantined

Stimmy got me [?] back overseas

New York, Liberty right across

And it cost less than John F Kennedy

Where were you? (Where were you?)

[Chorus]

Where were you when we were gone?

Shit, where you?

You were supposed to do your job

Play your role

Where were you when we were putting on

Where were you when we was tearing apart every show everywhere we go

Where were you?

Oh, you were off? (Oh you were off?)

Or were you never really on at all? (Nah)

[Verse]

Back up on my Mack Daddy

Baddies at me

Patty finna catch em catty

But can't let that baggie pass me

Even if it a baddie pass me

Can't drag me in the dirt

Trap me, put in too much work

Lackey for the perc, shit

Now they rowdy round his work

Don't have to @ me just yell yerp

Gladly get the word

But a gally snagged me

Has to be my lassie, want to flirt

A whole different tone from last week, that ain't gonna work

Can't catch me

[?]

Keeping it stacky was being outie when you started being sassy

I ain't living on account of her (nah)

Only on account of me when I'mma leave

Otherside when it's my time to peace

Ya ain't on it like I'm on it, b

New security, back when I was a teen

Let me in the back and out the front

When I'd start a scene (fucking cocksuckers)

Blunt setting off alarms when I was still green

They saw me go up, get on top

They show me love, don't show ID

These chickenheads clucking up a storm like something wrong with me

Like I don't belong up in the seats, it don't astonish me

See ma? I'm a swan amongst these ducks and VIPs

I'm on my high shit, 5'6"

Three teeth missing when he grinning

Mobbing in the big city with the best of them

Might throw the Obamas on the 10

As long as you wrote a cheque for him

Model citizen to the rest of them

That wasn't blessed with them good looks

Or grew up next to him

Was the next of kin

The industry incestuous

I'm severing ties with guys who wouldn't let him in

I part, repent up on your bitch ass

Gonna get up off your dick fast

Hope this shit last because you're big mad

Sprayed it on

Haters gonna lay it off

[Chorus]

Where were you when we were gone?

Shit, where you?

You were supposed to do your job

Play your role

Where were you when we were putting on

Where were you when we was tearing apart every show everywhere we go

Where were you?

Oh, you were off? (Oh you were off?)

Or were you never really on at all?

[Outro]

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