"Where I'm From" as written by Jamall Willingham, Maurice Gleaton, Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller and Delarmon Jerod Harold....
Franchize yea What's Happenin well we here again and we gon tell you like this here
Where I'm from that's how we do it (4x)
White Tee's and Air Force 1's (YEP) that's how we do it where I'm from
We trap from dusk to dawn (YEP) that's how we do it where I'm from
We ride on big rims ( Yep) thst's how we do it where I'm from
Dickies Suits and Tims ( YEP) that's how we do it where I'm from
Verse 1
I ain't no bitch we don't play tricks
If you do something wrong leave you laying in a ditch
We ain't gon snitch cause you might get rich
I don't care what you got you ain't selling shit
We on that dank drank till we faint
We ain't shootin nothin but k's a leave you stank
Sell dope he can't sell weed you ain't
And I don't give a motherfuck what y'all think
We ride them chevy's 23's wit the pipes
Y'all got that yella yella cornbread we got that white
We rock them 1's them all white tee's
We ride nuthin but flats we don't ride no d's
We stay strapped workin in traps
Can't fuck wit the middle man cause a nigga be tryin 2 cap
And niggas bleedin its robbin season
So you betta keep cool don't give me no reason

Verse 2
I'm from the A westside Allen Temple where I stay
Niggas talkin all that chatter I break em up like B2K
Where I'm from I'm the gym stay ballin like MJ
I'm a scarface nigga so I stay blastin the K
I be stackin in the winter bring them trays I dun made
Yea we stay rollin swishers cause we do it all day
Nigga trappin on the hill standin in my hallway
Where I'm from I bake them cookies chip ahoy is what they call me
Stay drunk what they all be know you never saw me
Cause I'm low key like a spot on the wall be
Niggas round hea scared takin lessons for karate
Yea I came up rich off a motherfuckin hobby
Niggas where I'm from yea we keep them nigga shoppin
Its gold diggas so them ho's steady plottin
Look into the money so my niggas always poppin
Fuck a red light franchize ain't stoppin
Verse 3
We ride in trucks on big boy rims
I keep mo action than directors off in flims
We twist up hay stay servin Jays
Cautier shades chop around for days
Sending counts a glace I gotta stay
On my block 100 stacks it been made
If you want us on the stage upfront you gotta pay
We ain't no game so you know we can't be played
We don't play fuck what you say
Y'all tote gats we tote choppas and AK's
You disobay and you gon lay
Off in the woods you'll be missin for some days
We leave messes with Mac 11's
But they don't fuck wit me they know that number 7
We shoot off backs we shoot off legs
Westside, zone 1, bankhead

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"Where I'm From" as written by Delarmon Jerod Harold Bernard Leverette

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