Pro Logic - Where You Been lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh, hottest women on speed dial Young k**as on redial Came from my lawyer's son's bah mitzvah In other words we don't see trial Young Reign from the streets now It's my turn to eat now It's time I turn up the heat now In the studio, giving beats beat downs All my young boys drink henny straight My fans want Dear America, don't let ‘em wait I do better with the hate, anyway Got the milli bout to be in my account, anyday I been stuck in the city too long, can't leave Will you please come and get your b**h, can't breathe Roll up my sleeve, cook up the rock Momma said you still got your hands in the pot Man I be lying if I said I wasn't waiting on this sh** my whole life Took a chance rolled the dice Felt the pressure blowing pipes, not a drip, n***a not a drip Boy I'm a plumber with this sh** Just got a new whip My son call it "Tonka truck" I said yea boy, your daddy in a big toy Put your money on retainer before you're outta luck Got the feds on my a**, call ‘em hemorrhoids Tell the pigs, that they better bring back up I done sold an 8-ball on every corner Wit the sticks on me, had to rack up Showed no love to the n***as hatin' on us Hurry up young Reign they been waitin on ya Its our time now im bout to lay it on ya My b**h on twitter writing LOL Still laughing at the broke b**hes hatin on her [Hook] I been down this road Grinding to the bone Only way I know Only way I know I been on the low Bubblin' on the stove Hustlin 'til I go Only way I know Where you been Where you been Man I been on the go Only way I know Where you been Where you been Man I been on the go Only way I know [Verse 2] Ooh, young Reign in the flesh b**h, I been everything bet stressed Big lie, you a god damn fibber Can't cross the border, just another f**in n***a Man, I been on the block with my motherf**in n***as Smoking weed, selling d**, f**in b**hes, spilling liquor Ooh, wylin' out, I had to learn to hold my liquor Im the boss, I ain't got to pull the trigger All the real d-boys, where you at Teach how to cook a bird in like 6 minutes flat Man, I'm just trynna make it where the rich n***as at Tell ‘em skinny hoes bounce and bring the thick b**hes back Like her booty like my pockets gotta keep ‘em fat Shout them H-town b**hes with the dimples in they a** Hoppin' up and down the courts, give and go Me and my lawyer like the [?] here we go Gotta bunch of k**ers with me, gotta problem let me know Red dot got it pointed at your crown, watch the throne That's my dog throw a bone You could smell the gunpowder, n***as sprayin' like cologne And you know I got a team but I could do it my own All alone, f**in life boy, im David throwing stones Order hits but never do it on the phone Im the sh** she can smell me through the phone Bad b**h knocking at my door knock knock mhm Imma f** her on the floow bop bop mhm And to them n***as talking non-stop Watch this top drop, Glock pop (pop pop pop ) Where I'm from I'm a legend Damn, that's your girl, when the wedding I have your b**h shotgun, riding through the 6, in a muthaf**in 7 Holla at me [Hook] I been down this road Grinding to the bone Only way I know Only way I know I been on the low Bubblin' on the stove Hustlin 'til I go Only way I know Where you been Where you been Man I been on the go Only way I know Where you been Where you been Man I been on the go Only way I know