4SHO MAGAZINE - Where I'm From lyrics

City turnt up , aye These bodies dropping aye No gang banging n***a aye Drug dealing and robbing , can't speak on no n***as I know we about it Feeling froggy then leap n***a Aye n***a come see about it Still that big head n***a with Jesus piece around it Ain't gotta f** for a slush , can't get sh** about me Lil n***a you gotta come k** me you ain't getting sh** up off me aye Them k**as go so ignorant might as well pick yo coffin aye Made so much off mark twain til them narks came ( ah ah ) These n***as dont feel our pain they just want our name ( ah ) Where was yall when it was war time ? Stay strapped up , prayed up , ( idk what he said right here ) Come from a dark place , homicides broad day , lotta yellow tape , k**as going cray ( aye aye ) from a dark place Come from a dark place , homicides broad day , lotta yellow tape , k**as going cray ( aye aye ) from a dark place Keep ya chin up , eyes open stay focused aye Keep ya mouth shut ask the lord no folding aye Keep a straight face fu*k THE FEDS give em cold shoulders aye DeDe took them 12 years he a real soilder aye Devil got the streets and he ont wanna see you eat See me i got the recipe and i got the key aye The labels dont wanna see us ( idk what he said here ) f** knocking on the do blow that b**h off the hinges aye Still hanging in them trenches aye Still banging on trenches aye Mama say im gifted Police say im a menace aye Ain't no happy ending in this life we living f** chasing b**hes gotta handle business Come from a dark place , homicides broad day , lotta yellow tape , k**as going cray ( aye aye )come from a dark place