Lyrics: Mad Macks/Viva Mescal
Music: M0NF0RT
First thing wake up blessed
If there's stress better kill it homie
East los empire
I been building homie
Never once doubted about my ability to turn my dreams to the real thing
This my testimony
A real scripture from the good book
Deal with pressure like a diamond
In the end It's a good look
You either too shook
Or someone like me
Face all smiley
While I kill the hype beast
Still we all vibing
Now everyone in the whole spot feel what I think
Some call it timing
I call it the way the world love reminding
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
And i you haven't noticed me
That's cause I play it lowkey mostly
Somewhere out of state or I'm overseas
With the squad
East of the River
Let me hear you say that shit
East of the River
For everyone at home going nuts
Best believe for East Los put it down
We going up cause
No one ever done it like us
Mescal said No one ever done it like us
And it's true, it's a fact
We the next wave of excellence
This ain't music anymore
This is medicine
Recommended in the highest ****ing dosage
This what happen when Mexicans in Paris doing dope shit
Addicted best believe you about to be
And no one even backing me financially
Imagine when I'm on like my idols
Till then I'm a grind like it's alright though
cause I know
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
Sticky green and caffeine to wake me up
Some days I got to get high before I take the plunge
They told me soak up game
I became a sponge
Forever young
But the status all grown up
We getting beaucoup bucks
Cruising the boulevard like a suped-up bug
Never caught a slug
I dodged a few bullets
I know my time will come
Till then I use music
Like a vehicle going one hundred
When I see the goal
Keep my circle Biggie's last name
And the rest of yall
On a need to know
So am I being detained
Or am I free to go
I be tripping nightly
Checking all my steps
Probably scuff my nikes
Jumping from the free throw line
The flyest psyche
And the highest high key
You foos ain't high as I be
So step aside
Me and Macks got a flight to Paris leaving at five
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I'm right where I'm supposed to be