Where Do We Go Lyrics - Look What You Made Me - Yung Berg

Bro, what's poppin'? 

It's 'bout time, real Chi-Town niggas link up 

Without no further a due 

I give you Yung Berg and Twista, let's get it in 

Where do we go from here? 

Now that all of the children are grown up 

And I will respond my time 

Knowing nobody gives us a hand 

Aye 

(Aye) 

If y'all niggas don't get ya money right 

This time you know what sayin' 

I'm giving niggas till the end of 07 'bout 08 

(Where we going?) 

My bank account gon' have eight digits that is 

Let's go 

(Let's go) 

Nobody gave me nothing 

I made 50 of a pack 

When I made 100 

I ran straight to the block 

Bounced back with the work like 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Yes, sir 

Niggas better get wit the program 

I'm fast on a track 

But I kill a slow jam 

Oh man, goddamn 

(Take it all, you need me) 

YB gang, that's the new thang 

Brand new chain is straight from Hussein 

Mo shoes, mo cars 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Mo clothes, mo brain, oh yeah 

You done seen a few niggas 

Wit a yang like me 

Never really had doh and shorty like my 

Never rolled around in a drop top V 

Like me, like we, YB, that's us 

Too fast, too hard 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Young Buck, catch up, yep 

I'ma prime time player 

Shorty, don't smoke weed 

She a high time hater and 

Why date her hand, my paper is 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Few taller than a skyscraper 

Niggas better know how to ride the 101 

Big shotgun and I buy another one and another 

(And another) 

And another 

(And another) 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Keep going, is you wit it? 

You ain't got shit to say less you did it 

You ain't never came from nothin' and blew wit it 

(But) 

Who did it? 

(Yep) 

I did it 

YB, that's the new 

Where do we go from here? 

Where do we go from here? 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Where we going from here niggas? 

I know where we going 

But where you going? 

Don't miss the train nigga 

Headed straight to the Yung Boss mansion 

South side stand up 

Location top of the world 

West side get up K-Town, Twista get 'em 

Now, now, I'm a old G in the city and ya knew one day 

A nigga was gon' come along and spit that real shit 

Wanna bet, what? 

(Take it all, you need me) 

That he too much of a thug for you 

Wanna be ballers out here to deal with 

Make it competition, go sit on the couch for him 

If he need work I'ma hand it out for him 

If he need a pistol I'ma hand it out for him 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Yung Berg and the Twista and I'll vouch for him, that's me 

Could spit it just so I could spit it 

Flow a just so could flow a, fuck her like I could fuck her 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Do her like I could do her, get it how you got to get it 

Me and my boy came up on tha block 

Hustling by the building 

Just stacking the money up to the ceiling 

Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em 

When I'm dealing wit 'em ask Yung Berg 

Where we go after we kill 'em? 

'Cuz we gettin' money and the roof gon' be so wicked 

Is the reason we can kick it how we kick 

And it's the reason why we pull up on the 30's 

(Take it all, you need me) 

And the Hummers and we don't give a fuck 

If we get a ticket and 

Why I pay a hundred dollars for a watch? 

Five fifty for a ounce a kush, three fifty for a pair of jeans 

And thirty thousand for a Charger 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Two hundred for all cops on the first look 

Got money on the books 

And we got the dollars for Impalers 

And the Thumpers and the Hummers 

And I'm throwing out the other figgas 

Yung B E R to the G wit the TB some killas 

And we never taking shit from off another nigga 

Every time I had mo of to dank 

Niggas think I be finish 

But I got mo in the tank 

I'ma score about 80 on 'em 

And go in the paint 

(Take it all, you need me) 

I'ma take a chunk of ya chip 

And then go to the bank so, uh 

Where do we go from here? 

Where do we go from here? 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Yes sir, niggas said Dr Wine wasn't nothing 

3 years later Dr Wine got a budget 

4 years later now everybody love it 

(Take it all, you need me) 

God fucking damn 

Niggas said June wasn't that hot 

JB sitting back and I was gon' flop 

Now we on top like dog I told ya 

(Take it all, you need me) 

M holla what's good miss ride out 

Let these motherfuckers 

Know what we talk about 

Left lane, Yung Boss 

Get ya money we 'bout to turn the lights out 

We about to take it straight to the white house 

Cook crack clean it up then I write down 

Everything that I see we I come around 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Every state every hood that I've been around 

84th, just seen to the buggie down 

Niggas know I blow weed when I put it down 

Niggas know I got love, niggas know I been plugged 

(Take it all, you need me) 

That's right I'ma a prince of the Chi-Town 

So where my south side niggas at right now 

We gon' all line up in a single file 

And give the whole world something they can sing about 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Rule 1, better live what you speak bout 

Rule 2, don't slip when you creep out 

Rule 3, grab heat when you leave out 

Rule 4, don't rush nigga ease out 

(Take it all, you need me) 

And Rule 5, fall or die 

Cop that shit that the ballers buy 

Ride that wip that the ballers drive 

Big GT Royce Chevy that's ridin' high 

Swang on 'em when you ridin' by and I'm gone 

Where do we go from here? 

Where do we go from here? 

(Take it all, you need me) 

Yea, it's the boss, baby 

Look what you made me 

Where we going from here? 

So you ridin' wit us so good luck 

You could be with this or that 

Yea, so there you have it 

Eat your fucking heart out on this one 

Yung Berg, Twista, ugh