Rob49 - Where I'm From (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rob49 - Where I'm From (en) Lyrics
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We ain't never think shit would
get here, they thought I fell
off but I fell in (Alright)
Deep inside my bag where niggas
can't get (They can't get in)
Go back to the hood they say, "Lil' 4,
we need you back here" (Alright)
We tired of selling crack
and all these crackers tryna
crack us (Alright)
They knew I knew just how
they felt 'cause we was fucked
up in that ville
I done been through hard
times but I prevailed
I ain't been the samе since 33
and my uncle had got killed
I been off thеm same pills I told
my brother made him sick
I know when my cousin get out he
ain't gon' do no crime again
I been tryna find a way, they gave
him life when I was little
After Juan died and Dada died,
can't lie, that had me sick
I took LC on a jet, make sure fam
and them could flex (Alright)
I been havin' talks with myself (Yeah)
I was in a stolen rental car
In 2017, when it was just me Zay,
Dee, and Buck (Me and Zay)
I been fucked up in my head,
I wish DJ can see his pa'
Know that daddy shit go far, me
and bro gon' play that part
This ain't no overnight shit
I ain't never think that I'd
be rich livin' how my
life is (How my life is)
We was in them trenches with
a switch 'cause we ain't
fight fair (Fight fair)
Shit, La'll ell you every time
it's pressure, I be right there,
yeah (I be right there)
Talk you shit, go ahead I'm recordin'
I know I'm 'bout to talk my shit,
I'm 'bout to pop my shit
I'm on the phone with my nephew,
he puttin' me on
I'm the pen', I'm 'bout
to home soon (Yeah)
I'm about to pop my shit 'cause
I'm like that (Yeah)
I'm poppin' that shit 'cause I'm
out that P, I'm out the 'jects
Nigga like real niggas that's gon'
come home and get respect (Yeah)
The streets fucked up, they
need me out there (Yeah)
I need to come home so I can
breathe out there, I need that
fresh air (Yeah, haha)
Let me out this the bitch, let
me out these people got me
Tss, tss, yeah
Where we from, it ain't no
livin' lavish (Uh-huh)
I be givin' niggas pain, ain't
need no pen and pad
here (Pen and pad here)
I be tryna show all the youngin's
you don't need no drugs
to come up (Drugs)
I was in the hood to just seein'
junkies, they go to the hood
and see us (Hood and see us)
Pops went to the feds, my mama
had to step up (Yeah)
Them niggas had they father figures,
we use to walk through that
park (Walk through that park)
Back when Juan was sellin' CD's, him
and Max and PawPaw (Max and PawPaw)
I wonder if he never died if I would've
made it this far (Yeah)
If I would've never caught
that case, if I would've made
it this far (Uh-huh)
If we would've got caught with them guns,
if I would've made it this far
If we had never got evicted, if I
would've made it this far (Yeah)
If my pops never went to prison,
would I have made it this far?
I know they look at me like l'm the
chosen one (I'm the chosen one)
Shit, I was fucked up, I ain't
stop, you ain't the only one
(You ain't the only one)
When I was runnin' behind your
dreams, I ain't get paid
to come (Ain't get paid)
Funny when you turnt up with that
bag, they think you owe 'em somethin'
(You owe 'em somethin')
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