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chris landry - where we came from lyrics

[hook]
i been going through some thangs
if i touch a mill i’m never gon change up
all my dawgs know the grind this what we made of
i been going through some thangs
they gon make me f-ck around and pour this purple rain up
how can u blame us this is where we came from?

[verse 1]
just got a call from my dawg, he say they hit him with 20, his babymomma wrote the statement that’s what got him convicted.. then lil k!lla got 50, i swear he crashed on dat mission, but ima joce you everyday while you locked in that prison, my lil cousin got 30 i swear that sh-t really hurt me, but big ashley wrote a statement that’s why these hoes make me nervous, bpd been on my -ss, i’m getting questioned for murders, but i know i’m innocent so i still move with no worries, all that dissing don’t hurt me, you got no money and you dirty, they put a bag on my head but is yo life really worth it?, lil rico died that sh-t hurt me, forever repping 4:30, you not supposed to question god but why his death came so early?, seem like the devil been working, and he tryna knock me off my pivot, my family deep in that church so i can’t let that devil get me.. you know, just how we living and i wouldn’t trade it for nothing, even with a million dollars i’ll still be out here hustling ya..

[verse 2]

just got a call from my pops he say my grandpa didn’t make it, now my grandma mary stressing all this pain i can’t take it, rest in peace to john bailey, we used to talk on the daily, im the eldest grandson, but i was always yo baby, i swear i think of you daily
yo death been stressing me lately, broken hearted what it left me, yo love it ain’t no replacing, i got yo mom until i’m gone you know she partially raised me, this for annie t johnson, my grandma definitely the greatest.., ya, life done got crazy and these streets getting wicked, saw my homie lose his life and i got blamed like i k!lled him, district attorney on my -ss but i ain’t down for the snitching, gotta stick to the code if this the lifestyle you living, plus if you snitch where i come from then you might end up a victim, selling the weed getting old, my n-ggas back in kitchin, so i be praying every night my n-ggas don’t get convicted, running them northwood streets man you know how we living

- chris landry lyrics

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