Lyrics of ''96 Bulls' by Kota The Friend

Where you at? I'm in my crib
Like, what's the move? And who you with?
I'm alone, but you can slide

Fuck a day job, you can stay the night, like, ooh (yeah)
I've been focused on the bottom line, like, ooh
Boulder on my shoulder when I rhyme, like, ooh
You know I be heavy on my grind, like, ooh

Nothing really heavy on my mind like you
Kid, I let the rain fill a bucket, got a new list
Full of shit that's finna make a nigga too rich
And if you talkin' 'bout emotions, I be useless

Old news, I been focused on my new shit
New chick, new car, new that, new this
New hat, new jack, you back, no shit
Me no relax, we back, we here

We open gaps, we roam the map
We coast to coast, you boast in raps
You foes is foe, I hold the facts
We grow through lows, I blow through flows, I'm home on tracks

I fall, I rise, I dust my slacks
I'm here for plaques, back to back to back
I'm back on my bullshit, I was down bad

They was kickin' me when I was on my ass
Now I'm back on my bullshit, every day, I grow
Meditatin' on the bluff when I'm low

Said I'm back on my bullshit, dealin' with the shame
Let it go and told the devil get away
Now I'm back on my bullshit, glad I made it home
I was low but you know I never fold, bitch, yeah

Where you at? (Where you at?) Where you been? (Where you been?)
It's been a while (it's been a while), where you live? (Where you live?)
I copped a house (another one) once again (once again)
Fell in love (fell in love) once again (once again)

I got the clout (I got the clout), I got the ends (I got the ends)
But now I smile (now I smile), I got some friends (I got some friends)
I got a girl (shawty), she hella fine (she hella fine)

I open up (I open up), sometimes I cry (sometimes I cry)
That monkey been off my back, that money been on my line
My baby's been getting love, my condo is organized
I'm stickin' up for myself, I tell you what's on my mind
No longer afraid of somebody stabbin' me from behind

I'm showin' up every day, my motivation is pure
I'm lettin' in all the pain, I'm openin' every door
I keep it all in the frame, got everything on my porch

I'm finally piecin' parts of the puzzle I thought I lost, like true shit
I ain't gon' hold you, lately, I been on some new shit
I got this feeling I don't know, yeah, what to do with
So I'ma share it 'til I'm pushin' up the tulips
And hit the track, bro

Back on my bullshit, I was down bad
They was kickin' me when I was on my ass
Now I'm back on my bullshit, every day, I grow
Meditatin' on the bluff when I'm low

Said I'm back on my bullshit, dealin' with the shame
Let it go and told the devil get away
Now I'm back on my bullshit, glad I made it home

I was low but you know I never fold, bitch, yeah
Sun in the sky, this ain't America Online
This is the real, fuck how you feel
You only givin' me more shine

Switchin' the wheels, fill up the tank
Floor it and peel straight to the bank

I'm on a yacht-yacht out in Italy
In the summertime, you could feel the heat
I'm a surfer nigga like Billabong

They show me love when I'm in the street
Lil' art dude with the illest songs
I'm a unicorn in my industry, it's like
Got bread, got soul, got peace and found home

Good wife, good kid, good people in the crib
Good music in the whip
Good days in the front, devil's shrinkin' in the rear
Move in love and not fear, show me love and don't stare

I wish y'all ain't go here
Now I'm all the way me, don't be mad 'cause I'm free
On the beach with my peach, on the beach with my peace
I believed in my dreams, grass cuttin' so green, bitch