Where We Come From

GG, NBA, aww
Real gangster shit, yeah
Where we come from niggas dont play
Southside nigga on the North movin weight
Yeah, we might slide on a nigga broad day
Them youngins, they be thuggin,
Dont come in these hallways
And we be on the block makin money all day, yeah
Playin with the rocks, put the money in the safe, yeah
Screamin wrong or right,
Shoot a nigga in the face, yeah
Nigga out of line, we gon put em in they place, yeah
Now look here
I come from beefin, slangin nine at the other side
I never let it go,
I just went harder when my nigga died
I been locked up too many times,
I run it without even tryin
I want your head, I drop a dime
You run up, you might lose your mind
Rich nigga, Audemar on me and my bitch
And I be runnin with some niggas,
Every one with the shit
Dont take my jewelry off,
Come out the window slangin that stick
Im cold-hearted, fuck my mama,
We gon step on a bitch, believe that
No picks and chooses, it go down when I lose it
And I done came up on so much,
I swear I dont wanna lose it
I point him out
And thats a fact that Meezy steppin on fooly
And I know Glizzy really trap,
Dont give a fuck bout the music, yeah
Where we come from niggas dont play
Southside nigga on the North movin weight
Yeah, we might slide on a nigga broad day
Them youngins, they be thuggin,
Dont come in these hallways
And we be on the block makin money all day, yeah
Playin with the rocks, put the money in the safe, yeah
Screamin wrong or right,
Shoot a nigga in the face, yeah
Nigga out of line,
We gon put em in they place, yeah
Bitch you know whats up with us
So dont act like you stupid
I just bought a Bentley truck and it came with a shooter
Your bitch sucked me up while I was listening to Future
No I dont give a fuck,
You see them niggas, better do em
Tell me what the fuck you on , I just bought another home
Got the plug on line one and YoungBoy on my other phone
When I ran up on them niggas, my hoodie was VLONE
Baby 3 my heart, and in my eyes, no he cant do wrong
Forty-five tucked inside my Helmut Lang sweats
If I call you my slime then that mean you gon slatt
Your niggas they aint ride, bitch how much you gon bet?
Catch that bitch who killed my brother
And I wont mind goin back (30 30)
Where we come from niggas dont play
Southside nigga on the North movin weight
Yeah, we might slide on a nigga broad day
Them youngins, they be thuggin,
Dont come in these hallways
And we be on the block makin money all day, yeah
Playin with the rocks, put the money in the safe , yeah
Screamin wrong or right,
Shoot a nigga in the face, yeah
Nigga out of line, we gon put em in they place, yeah
Hold on,
Im bout that , bout my niggas out there soldiers
Hanging with them killers, bopping,
Thats how you know the realest
Bitch yeah, I fuck you in yo booty then I kick ya out
That slime shit, that blind shit, I blow a nigga down
Straight out the cell, bitch Im out my mind
I got a million for every nigga want a slice of mine
And all my niggas keep them pistols, we aint wastin time
Them niggas, they be sayin then these nigga dyin
And look here, ready for Glizzy they go back to Jefe2, wait
Probably love that lord 3, but shit nigga what up?
Im thuggin in this bitch and Imma cut up
And we gon stab em, we gon and beat the fuck up
Believe that
Me-za, what it is lil bitch?
Youre in my way no Glizzy Glizzy
Be gettin too high, nah,
Im just coolin off wavin on, ya erd me?