[Chorus: Juicy J]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

Where was you when I ain’t have a pot to piss in

Where was you when my homie came up missing

Where was you when I was out here on the clock

I can tell you this you waddn’t on the block

But its alright I hustle all night

You be smoking shit you be all hype

Mane that shit was vicious how can I forget it

Pushing all these chickens tryna get a ticket

I might leave a trail cause my swag drippin’

All this shit you talking bout you know I live it

I’m LeBron with the vision, nigga you a witness

This Jordan on my chain bigger than a midget

[Chorus: Juicy J]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Where the fuck was you nigga, when I was a young nigga

I done held guns for niggas, that was fun for my niggas

Smoking weed in the trap living comfortable nigga

If the police came we would run from them niggas

Couple niggas start snitching, we ain't fuck with them niggas

Gotta problem we pull up with a truck full niggas

I’m a boss I ain’t nothing like these other lil niggas

Got no trust for them niggas, got no love for them niggas

If this was back in the day we’d bust on them niggas

I ’ont argue in the street I don’t fucks with no nigga

We find out where we could meet then we jump on a nigga

And they do that shit for cheap, so its nothing lil nigga

[Chorus: Juicy J]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang)

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (where was you)

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

I might have a actress laying on my mattress

I ain’t with that talking bitch I’m bout that action

Call me uncle sam cause you know I’m taxing’

Yo bitch swallow my seed but you ain’t in my bracket

Please don’t get me twisted just because I’m rapping

I can send a hit out on you like a tackle

I could show you how to cook ‘em up and wrap ‘em

I could tell you bout that Mac and I ain’t talking Apple

Cause I can get you knocked off for no charge nigga

You gone take it in the chest like a charge nigga

I swear that street shit get my dawgs charged nigga

You say you can get me right but what you charge nigga

[Chorus: Juicy J]

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang)

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (where was you)

In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot)

[Outro: Juicy J]

Lemme chirp these fools

I can barely hear you, no wonder I can’t see you

I landed the jet and went and bought a bald eagle

I’m on tour with niggas from my hood thats my people

And they used to push the rock like Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel

I ain’t see you when I ain’t have a whip to get around

You wasn’t with me at the bottom, I’m not fuckin' with you now

Ran into a young nigga say he look up to me

Juicy drop that new shit you gon' fuck up the streets

Bought to fuck up a check, and then I’m off for a week

Met a bitch at the Versace store and fucked her to sleep

When I’m finished with her I’mma drop her off where I found her

And I wake up every morning to the sound of money counters