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Where We Headed? Video (MV)




Performed By: Jamali
Featuring: RIZR
Language: English




Jamali - Where We Headed? Lyrics




[ Featuring RIZR ]

Where we headed

I think im headed upstate
Views of the city all by the lake
Neighbors looking at me Ball in the face
Got us chasing paper it aint all in the bank
E e 85 for the race
This came out of space
I could high dive from a plane
Got me yellin Yatzy nigga
Chhh that's a game
Maintain my lane
Dodging niggas calls making claims
Call and complain
You ain't even ball in my day
Cll in the way
Fall when they all gotta pray
Call up to say
I've been going off of my Waze
Looking at the top damn like all that can change
I got 1 5 10 20 cause they washed
Cnother cycle man they faded what a loss
Can you debated you ain't ready for God
When I am up In it
Got a praying for Lawd

I've been talking to my ride is where we headed
Chase and cream you ain't ready for the method
I got sauce from the tapes and the records
I got uptown niggas looking for the message I got

People looking at me
Like what do you need
How do you breathe
How do you eat
How do you sleep
Looking like me
Not like Brianna
What do you mean?
I could be killed for being asleep
I could be killed for being awake
For being around
Being a sheep
I could be
That Nigga
C figure
Who caught the trigger
It figures they want that figures from niggas who buy the triggers
I got different my Knigge
I figured the picture was missing
The difference with Niggas
Is chicagos killing these niggas
I got theory
C lot of people talk
But y'all don't hear me
Theres no money in a city
When its filthy
Have yah
Have yah you been yo the burbs
Its a place where little kids
Don't get lit up by the curb
They just dealing with grades
Well they looking for herbs
My hook up with a teacher
To pass the class with a curve
But the kid that was bullied
He might let off from the turf
We should look at the parents
To say the guidance was yours

I've been talking to my ride is where we headed
Chase and cream you ain't ready for the method
I got sauce from the tapes and the records
I got uptown niggas looking for the message I got

I've been uptown
I've been downtown
Everybody want to sound now
Big dog in the compound
Balls dropped that's a countdown
Back home never count loud
Because ninjas was rich as shit
I'm talking some bigger cribs
Long money
Banking was in the kids
The level of freedom
You wouldn't believe it
The kitchen is full
The women anemic
The talking bull
But never achieving
They cover in wool
Cnd headed to meetings
I'm wondering where they headed
Probably something to buy
Black cards got em
Telling a lie
Is it that hard?
Pay check in the pie
Fly around watch them skipping the line
Mansions
House too damn big
Oh my god they expanding
They ain't in love
These pre-nups
Too demanding
The kids go crazy
Only listen to the nanny
Mamas looking for the handyman
Pipes leaking out the panties
CEOs with the secretary
Clcohol on the beach
Home life getting very scary
Only married for the seed
I aint chasing the Joneses
The Joneses chasing me
Biting off Our shit
Well goddamn
That's elite
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Where we headed

I think im headed upstate
Views of the city all by the lake
Neighbors looking at me Ball in the face
Got us chasing paper it aint all in the bank
E e 85 for the race
This came out of space
I could high dive from a plane
Got me yellin Yatzy nigga
Chhh that's a game
Maintain my lane
Dodging niggas calls making claims
Call and complain
You ain't even ball in my day
Cll in the way
Fall when they all gotta pray
Call up to say
I've been going off of my Waze
Looking at the top damn like all that can change
I got 1 5 10 20 cause they washed
Cnother cycle man they faded what a loss
Can you debated you ain't ready for God
When I am up In it
Got a praying for Lawd

I've been talking to my ride is where we headed
Chase and cream you ain't ready for the method
I got sauce from the tapes and the records
I got uptown niggas looking for the message I got

People looking at me
Like what do you need
How do you breathe
How do you eat
How do you sleep
Looking like me
Not like Brianna
What do you mean?
I could be killed for being asleep
I could be killed for being awake
For being around
Being a sheep
I could be
That Nigga
C figure
Who caught the trigger
It figures they want that figures from niggas who buy the triggers
I got different my Knigge
I figured the picture was missing
The difference with Niggas
Is chicagos killing these niggas
I got theory
C lot of people talk
But y'all don't hear me
Theres no money in a city
When its filthy
Have yah
Have yah you been yo the burbs
Its a place where little kids
Don't get lit up by the curb
They just dealing with grades
Well they looking for herbs
My hook up with a teacher
To pass the class with a curve
But the kid that was bullied
He might let off from the turf
We should look at the parents
To say the guidance was yours

I've been talking to my ride is where we headed
Chase and cream you ain't ready for the method
I got sauce from the tapes and the records
I got uptown niggas looking for the message I got

I've been uptown
I've been downtown
Everybody want to sound now
Big dog in the compound
Balls dropped that's a countdown
Back home never count loud
Because ninjas was rich as shit
I'm talking some bigger cribs
Long money
Banking was in the kids
The level of freedom
You wouldn't believe it
The kitchen is full
The women anemic
The talking bull
But never achieving
They cover in wool
Cnd headed to meetings
I'm wondering where they headed
Probably something to buy
Black cards got em
Telling a lie
Is it that hard?
Pay check in the pie
Fly around watch them skipping the line
Mansions
House too damn big
Oh my god they expanding
They ain't in love
These pre-nups
Too demanding
The kids go crazy
Only listen to the nanny
Mamas looking for the handyman
Pipes leaking out the panties
CEOs with the secretary
Clcohol on the beach
Home life getting very scary
Only married for the seed
I aint chasing the Joneses
The Joneses chasing me
Biting off Our shit
Well goddamn
That's elite
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