Gravy - 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***a Lil' Flip My n***a Gravy it's all gravy n***a 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** 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 a** 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***a-please lil'n***a 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***a dimes of seeds motherf**er I'm a hustler (go get a dutch bruh) [Chorus: Lil' Flip + Grafh] Where I'm from n***as down to ride or die n***as don't get high off ya own supply Where I'm from n***as pack Glocks and guns We invest in bricks-f** stocks and bonds Now where I'm from n***as sell crack all day And where I'm from n***as be buckin they mac all day And where I'm from n***as'll hustle and pack all day And where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run n***a! [Verse 2: Lil' Flip] I'll pistol whip a n***a in front of his click Don't play with my money-you son of a b**h! I'm a greedy motherf**er when it comes to mine So I put in extra work in the summertime 'Cause ain't nobody in the world gon' give you sh** And don't nobody in yo' hood wanna see you rich So f** 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**ers and thug n***as That'll sufforcate you(hard breathing)and leave you in a tub n***a Hub n***as 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**ed 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***as sell crack all day And where I'm from n***as be buckin they mac all day And where I'm from n***as'll hustle and pack all day And where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run n***a! Where I'm from n***as down to ride or die n***as don't get high off ya own supply Where I'm from n***as pack Glocks and guns We invest in bricks-f** stocks and bonds [Verse 3: Gravy] Yo where I'm from we do or die for that money Ain't nothing funny, n***as is bummy, and hungry Strugglin, hustlin don't mean sh** 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***as'll pop up where you rest Where I'm from it's too much for a man to digest Where I'm from n***as lose sleep and get no rest Where I'm from it's too much for a man to digest Where I'm from n***as 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**ers 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***a pumpin that crack I'm the same young n***a dumpin the gat I'm the same young n***a that'll jump out the 'Lac Hit you with the mac and watch that sh** 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**in with the Clover n***a have you under attack [Chorus: Lil' Flip + Grafh - Repeat 2x] Where I'm from n***as down to ride or die n***as don't get high off ya own supply Where I'm from n***as pack Glocks and guns We invest in bricks-f** stocks and bonds Now where I'm from n***as sell crack all day And where I'm from n***as be buckin they mac all day And where I'm from n***as'll hustle and pack all day And where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run n***a!