Where Was Your Ass At - Point Blank

When I dropped my first album niggas was jocking me tough 
And hoes was scared of me because my tape was too rough 
"Well slow it down" 
Hell  no! I ain't slowing down shit 
It's 94 so you hoes better get used to this lick 
You know what I'm saying  motherfuckers try to front on the Blank 
Soon as they think I got paid  smoke a blunt with the Blank 
Then we get high  so high that they think I don't notice 
But only if they knew, that's the only way I could focus 
Hip hop blues, I'm still paying dues undercover 
But they don't see the times a motherfucker gotta suffer 
Pawning all of my shit and I couldn't afford to get it back 
But still made hits 'cause Dope ain't charged me nothing for the tracks 
Cool, much respect due, I see you fool 
Motherfuckers don't appreciate the shit that you and Egypt do 
Women around Houston seem to think we rich 
Because every time they see me I'm rolling with a different bitch 
I got a tape, true enough, it's jamming, G 
But I had more shit back in the day when I was slanging D 
So how the hell you gonna say you was down from the git 
When you weren't there when I was making this shit 

Chorus: 
Working late nights in the studio, busting my ass crack 
Busting my ass crack, where was your ass at? 

Hell, yeah, I bust my ass trying to make this 
And I'll be damned if I let a nigga take this 
'Cause it's all about respect and never giving up 
But a lot of artists these days just don't give a fuck 
I seen them come and go, straight to the top and drop 
Way back when Just Ice used to wreck shop 
And what I don't understand to this very day is 
How'd all this white shit ever make it on the play list, shit 
I dig ditches for bitches tha