Bynoe - Where I'm From lyrics

Squad Up Baby! How real is this? Ugh Hello [Verse 1 : Bynoe ] Queens get the money long time no cash I'm caught up in the hustle where the guns go blast I get it by all means casino life baby you can call me young Rothstein When the fire hit the spoon that's that h**n riot be the gang you can trust and can bet on Up and down the interstate with it in the trunk Couple wings, couple thighs I ain't talking lunch That necklace be Cuban you take that we shooting (boop boop boop boop) Imported from Mexićo ain't no cut in that pedico (On Gang) [Hook: 1] State side don't know like they don't want to ride no more hell no They don't try no more because they don't want to die no more hell no Eastside Westside Southside Northside My side, your side we outside man I come from N.Y [Verse 2 : Bynoe ] No matter the coast boy, get it straight off the boat boy Looking like I hit the number but I hit the lick N.Y. on the fitted this that city I scrap the residue out the Pyrex bag it all up into dimes they going to buy that Tap dance on the work call me Sammy D Fat Cat in 82' you going to remember Selling off my iPhone the work just landed need five zones, use to hustle off my beeper For the latest sneakers now I'm model with the illest futures Yeah I ain't got to lie sell wet it ain't got to dry I it up it and bounce back like pogo Get some work on the arm and hit the streets like promo what's up? [Hook : 2 ] State side don't know like they don't want to ride no more hell no They don't try no more because they don't want to die no more hell no Eastside Westside Southside Northside My side, your side we outside man I come from N.Y