21 Savage - WHERE YOU FROM (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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21 Savage - WHERE YOU FROM (en) Lyrics
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Shit, when you see the real niggas gettin'
out the way, that shit is dead
'cause ain't no one wants any
These niggas try it, these niggas
movin' the goalpost on everybody
Man, this shit is some
pussy ass shit, man
We see a nigga like, just accept
that it's over with, like, man
The first nigga that denounce the
street stuff gon' be that nigga
Street dead, the street's still dead
Savage, where you from? G
Block, where they bomb
Shit like Vietnam, gun
smoke in my lungs
Extendos and them drums, you
boys don't want a crumb
They come knock off your king, then
turn 'round, get your pawns
Gen 5 with the switch
Like my nigga Nudy, I'll
never leave the 6
Like my nigga Chubbs, I'll
never leave the 6ix
Bitch, don't cut my Trish,
you ball up your fist
But we pull up with sticks
They gon' eat if I make you a plate
Niggas pussy, we takin' they pape
Out the sunroof, I'm swingin' that K
Get to wavin' it at you like, "Hey"
Pussy, don't ask me 'bout
Metro or Drake
Play with either, get shot
in the face, pussy
Gun shots for everybody,
us, never them, nigga
Why the fuck you think
they call me Savage?
Any bitch that I'm fuckin' the baddest
Never been with a nigga who had it
Then she met me and now I'm her daddy
Zone 6, I grew up in the madness
We come straight in your
hood and we smash it
I like robbin' the niggas who flashin'
If you thought it was
smoke, nigga, ask me
In the Phantom, just me and my Draco
And these hollows'll hit you in ClayCo
I done bought out a Quagen in Waco
Any less than a ticket is Play-Doh
She gon' eat up that
dick when I say so
Ain't no love for a rat, free Ksoo
I got bakin' soda, it
ain't a cake though
Watch show the day and the date, ho
Lord, forgive me, I'm committin' sins
Lockin' Ls like I ain't win
Real nigga, I got fake friends
Lotta Ms that I can't spend
Always ready when we can't spin
Ain't a corner that we ain't been
Pussy nigga say he gettin' money
We'll catch him lackin'
at the bank then
Buy a pint and put it in the soda
Vacuum seal, tryna hide the odor
Hit the lot and get a new whip
I'm a rich nigga, I go in the motor
Millionaire, but I'm still a soldier
Whack the shooter, nigga,
and who drove you?
Big pole like the North Pole,
but we keep poles 'cause
the streets colder
You ain't like that, stop cappin'
Make a billion, I'ma stop rappin'
Bots on this car, got 'em trackin'
One slip, he get caught in traffic
Used to hide the money in the mattress
Too much of it now, I just stack it
Opps funny like they Tiff Haddish
Rock out with the stick, Lenny Kravitz
Pussy
Rock out with the stick
like I'm Travis Barker
Rock out with the stick like I'm B.
B. King (You go against this shit,
nigga, you get the belt, nigga)
Rock out with the stick
like I'm Jimi Hendrix
Rock out on your coach, rock out
on your team (Unlimited belt)
All you internet niggas, I see you
All you content creators
Catch you down bad and
break your MacBook
Break your iPhone, bitch
ass nigga, fuck you
You know how I rock, nigga
One up top in the Glock, nigga
Shit, I remember, I remember
when, me and, goddamn
You know we be ridin' them
dracos cars and shit
I had, uh, a J Cadillac, right,
a Cadillac, um, car,
like a Sedan and this
And this nigga thought it was my car 'cause
every time I go serve him, I used
to, I used to, uh, serve in that car
So one day, he pulled up,
he gave me the money
And I got out like I was gon'
holler like I usually do
I left the nigga in the car, and let
He kept callin', I'm like,
"Bro, you can have that car,
bro, you're buggin'"
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