Where You From - 21 Savage
Sh_t, when you see the real n_ggas gettin' out the way, that sh_t is dead 'cause ain't no one wants any
These n_ggas try it, these n_ggas movin' the goalpost on everybody
Man, this sh_t is some p_ssy ass sh_t, man
We see a n_gga like, just accept that it's over with, like, man
The first n_gga that denounce the street stuff gon' be that n_gga
Street dead, the street's still dead
Savage, where you from? G Block, where they bomb
Sh_t like Vietnam, gun smoke in my lungs
Extendos and them drums, you boys don't want a crumb
They come knock off your king, then turn 'round, get your pawns
Gen 5 with the switch
Like my n_gga Nudy, I'll never leave the 6
Like my n_gga Chubbs, I'll never leave the 6ix
B_tch, don't cut my Trish, you ball up your fist
But we pull up with sticks
They gon' eat if I make you a plate
N_ggas p_ssy, we takin' they pape
Out the sunroof, I'm swingin' that K
Get to wavin' it at you like, "Hey"
P_ssy, don't ask me 'bout Metro or Drake
Play with either, get shot in the face, p_ssy
Gun shots for everybody, us, never them, n_gga
Why the f_ck you think they call me Savage?
Any b_tch that I'm f_ckin' the baddest
Never been with a n_gga who had it
Then she met me and now I'm her daddy
Zone 6, I grew up in the madness
We come straight in your hood and we smash it
I like robbin' the n_ggas who flashin'
If you thought it was smoke, n_gga, ask me
In the Phantom, just me and my Draco
And these hollows'll hit you in ClayCo
I done bought out a Quagen in Waco
Any less than a ticket is Play-Doh
She gon' eat up that d_ck when I say so
Ain't no love for a rat, free Ksoo
I got bakin' soda, it ain't a cake though
Watch show the day and the date, ho
Lord, forgive me, I'm committin' sins
Lockin' Ls like I ain't win
Real n_gga, I got fake friends
Lotta Ms that I can't spend
Always ready when we can't spin
Ain't a corner that we ain't been
P_ssy n_gga say he gettin' money
We'll catch him lackin' at the bank then
Buy a pint and put it in the soda
Vacuum seal, tryna hide the odor
Hit the lot and get a new whip
I'm a rich n_gga, I go in the motor
Millionaire, but I'm still a soldier
Whack the shooter, n_gga, and who drove you?
Big pole like the North Pole, but we keep poles 'cause the streets colder
You ain't like that, stop cappin'
Make a billion, I'ma stop rappin'
Bots on this car, got 'em trackin'
One slip, he get caught in traffic
Used to hide the money in the mattress
Too much of it now, I just stack it
Opps funny like they Tiff Haddish
Rock out with the stick, Lenny Kravitz
P_ssy
Rock out with the stick like I'm Travis Barker
Rock out with the stick like I'm B.B. King (You go against this sh_t, n_gga, you get the belt, n_gga)
Rock out with the stick like I'm Jimi Hendrix
Rock out on your coach, rock out on your team (Unlimited belt)
All you internet n_ggas, I see you
All you content creators
Catch you down bad and break your MacBook
Break your iPhone, b_tch ass n_gga, f_ck you
You know how I rock, n_gga
One up top in the Glock, n_gga
Fah
Southside
Wheezy outta here
Sh_t, I remember, I remember when, me and, goddamn
You know we be ridin' them dracos cars and sh_t
I had, uh, a J Cadillac, right, a Cadillac, um, car, like a Sedan and this
And this n_gga thought it was my car 'cause every time I go serve him, I used to, I used to, uh, serve in that car
So one day, he pulled up, he gave me the money
And I got out like I was gon' holler like I usually do
I left the n_gga in the car, and let-
He kept callin', I'm like, "Bro, you can have that car, bro, you're buggin'"
The truth
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