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lil flip - where i'm from lyrics

[grafh talking]
uh huh yeah look here
o-kay black kingdom stand up
my name grafh ya’ll-my n-gga lil’ flip
my n-gga gravy it’s all gravy n-gga
watch this, uh uh let me show you what it’s where i’m from
ya hear me….it’s like this
listen up brick uh, yeah i said, i said

[verse 1: grafh]
now where i’m from we got fiends that’ll k!ll ya-4 that crack to serve
they keep it under they skin until it snap they nerves
they clap them burners that go(raaaattt)ya heard
now every bullet gotta name-and every cap is deserved
the odyssey ain’t gotta be my team
we tryna be the last of a dyin grave, we blast if you tryna play
then spell it out for ya -ss if you tryna read
you fall like the spot behind ya knees
you get sufforcated when you tryin to breathe
i dare you to try to sneeze lil’n-gga-please lil’n-gga
my snipers squeeze i gotta connect this dianese
tryna keep dope and his rice and beans
i’m tryna show you what it’s like in queens ya heard me
i’ve sold dimes of green and if i ran out of sticky-icky
i’d sell a n-gga dimes of seeds motherf-cker i’m a hustler
(go get a dutch bruh)

[chorus: lil’ flip + grafh]
where i’m from n-ggas down to ride or die
n-ggas don’t get high off ya own supply
where i’m from n-ggas pack glocks and guns
we invest in bricks-f-ck stocks and bonds

now where i’m from n-ggas sell crack all day
and where i’m from n-ggas be buckin they mac all day
and where i’m from n-ggas’ll hustle and pack all day
and where i’m from they’ll clap off strays better run n-gga!

[verse 2: lil’ flip]
i’ll pistol whip a n-gga in front of his cl!ck
don’t play with my money-you son of a b-tch!
i’m a greedy motherf-cker when it comes to mine
so i put in extra work in the summertime
’cause ain’t n0body in the world gon’ give you sh-t
and don’t n0body in yo’ hood wanna see you rich
so f-ck that i’m all about goin and get it
and if anybody in the way they gonna get it
i’m a g i was raised by k!llers and thug n-ggas
that’ll sufforcate you(hard breathing)and leave you in a tub n-gga
hub n-ggas for kilo’s-and take they work
play with me and they gon’ have yo face on a shirt
i don’t play, won’t play, i never did
i f-cked up i could’ve been a better kid
but now it’s too late to turn back-stripes on my shirt i earned that

[chorus: grafh + lil’ flip – repeat 2x]
now where i’m from n-ggas sell crack all day
and where i’m from n-ggas be buckin they mac all day
and where i’m from n-ggas’ll hustle and pack all day
and where i’m from they’ll clap off strays better run n-gga!

where i’m from n-ggas down to ride or die
n-ggas don’t get high off ya own supply
where i’m from n-ggas pack glocks and guns
we invest in bricks-f-ck stocks and bonds

[verse 3: gravy]
yo where i’m from we do or die for that money
ain’t nothing funny, n-ggas is bummy, and hungry
strugglin, hustlin don’t mean sh-t where they sleep at
tryna get off they g-pack, i’m from the (???)
haters ain’t never stop me yet
i made a couple of mistakes but ain’t nothing i don’t regret
it’s $5.00 a pop in the hood for some cigarettes
where i’m from n-ggas’ll pop up where you rest
where i’m from it’s too much for a man to digest
where i’m from n-ggas lose sleep and get no rest
where i’m from it’s too much for a man to digest
where i’m from n-ggas lose sleep and get no rest
where i’m from we aim shoot at ya neck(where i’m from)

[verse 4: will-lean]
where i’m from i run with a pack
of k!llers and ex con’s that’ll run in ya drought
them three bricks right there they come with them rats
and if the cops hit the spot, i’ll have ’em runnin in laps
i’m the same young n-gga pumpin that crack
i’m the same young n-gga dumpin the gat
i’m the same young n-gga that’ll jump out the ‘lac
hit you with the mac and watch that sh-t jump out ya back
throw the gun in the back, plus the bump, and the mac
motorize stash box for that
so know you know we don’t keep ’em under the mat
f-ckin with the clover n-gga have you under attack

[chorus: lil’ flip + grafh – repeat 2x]
where i’m from n-ggas down to ride or die
n-ggas don’t get high off ya own supply
where i’m from n-ggas pack glocks and guns
we invest in bricks-f-ck stocks and bonds

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