Where I Started lyrics

by

Chief Keef


[Hook: Johnny Maycash]
The money came fast, now these n*ggas hate
I'm gon' get that cake, b*tch I'm gon' get straight
I might f*ck your ho so get her out my face
I catch her out there standin' every day
Now I check the bag, it filled with spaz of course
I'm only 19 bout to cop a Porsche
He say he flexin' but his money short
You fast as fire, need to go back where you started

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Ridin' in that mojo lowey
Pockets filled with hundred money
I am not no dummy dummy
Pistol hit your tummy tummy
And I got a tommy tommy
Glock 10 marked doin' bunnies bunnies
He want beef its funny funny
We come through, army army
All we see is running running
Guess what, I am blunted blunted
This sh*t smells like onions onions
Trae Cas Stacy be smokin' that funny funny, funny
Swear that sh*t ain't funny funny
3.5 in my blunted blunted
Let me get some top honey
Then I might just bone it bone it
Walk in the label, then I'm runnin' runnin'
I need my cash at this f*ckin' moment
This is business, we is not no homies
Don't make me catch a f*ckin' homie
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Johnny Maycash]
I drink mud n*gga, hella mud n*gga
I keep lotta pills just to keep me up n*gga
That's the drug n*gga, you ain't no drug n*gga
You wish you was Swisher, I'm the plug n*gga
Sosa n*gga, with the 36 grams of the good n*gga
I feel good n*gga, I wish you would n*gga
Bust a .30 pistol, ain't sh*t like Tiger woods n*gga
They say they get money, he don't get money
Boy show me your pockets, can you stop this logic
These n*ggas broke, they ain't gettin' nothin'
Steady watchin' the money come and go
But my n*ggas be on it
Cash rule everything my n*gga
You know that we want it

[Hook]
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