| I’m from a place where they die for a dollar bill
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| Some niggas get rich, most niggas just go to jail
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| Niggas in the hood hear this shit and they know it’s real
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| Either get life or some dough for the blow you sell
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| Which make me a hard fellow, paint the Benz the color of Carmelo’s
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| Sky blue and dark yellow chilling in Palm Meadows
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| Tryna get some M’s in my hand
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| Can’t see the picture, need to look again and get your camera a lens
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| It’s the game, who the fuck let the amateurs win?
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| I hit the wind, time to sin, pick my man up at ten
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| He said «P, get the GT if you damage the Benz
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| It ain’t the money, it’s respect that make you man of the men»
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| He said dollars is important to niggas
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| I told him holler, let them earn then we extorting them niggas
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| Straight bodies, no slipping, no court for them niggas
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| Suck my dick is the only words I offer them niggas
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| It’s a new day and age, when I die throw in my grave
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| And tell my niggas in the cage I wasn’t able to save
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| Sometimes the streets get the best out of men, they got a cell for you
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| Crackers tryna stretch out the pen, I go to hell for you
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| See like the eyes on the pyramids
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| We offer niggas death 'cause we see they got fear of it
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| Shoot niggas in the head 'cause it’s just an experiment
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| He said he was a thug, they see he’s blood so they smearing it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Where I'm From , by - Styles P. Song from the album The Ghost Dub-Dime Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп