Where I'm from, boy
Where I'm from, boy
Where I'm from, boy
Where I'm from

We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers
We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin'
We got choppas and lamas, that's why we livin' with trauma
Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just the nigga from Bama
We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers
We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin'
We got choppas and lamas, that's why we livin' with trauma
Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just the nigga from Bama

Ride with a blick (blick), two more, gotta ride wit a stick (stick)
Poppin' shit when I ride in the whip (whip), heart cold, can't trust no bitch
Nigga, that's on Crip
This as real as it get
On the block with my dawg with a stick
One call and the car gettin' flipped
New FN with the blue on the tip
Neck so heavy can't rock it all (can't rock it all)
Sprite already too dirty so I can't drop it all (can't drop it all)
Nigga can't fuck with the gang, told them pussy nigga "Knock it off"
When it's war time, we can pop it off (lil' bitch)
His pass ain't good in the hood, lil' nigga, we can lock it off
Stick hangin', I can't walk (can't walk)
Feds lookin' at all my niggas, I hate we can't even talk (talk)
Say you got a body, now your body got white chalk (chalk)
Try to blame me, gotta blame my hood, it ain't my fault
Shit I did and shit I saw

We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers
We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin'
We got choppas and lamas, that's why we livin' with trauma
Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just the nigga from Bama
We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers
We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin'
We got choppas and lamas, that's why we livin' with trauma
Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just the nigga from Bama

Where I'm from, boy
Where I'm from, boy

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Writer(s): Dr. Anonymous, Ernest Clark, Nicholas Simmons