Where I'm From

Legendary
 What it do, boy?
 Keed, talk to 'em (let's go)
 Reminiscing 'bout these old days (old days)
 Realize I came a long way (long way)
 I'ma always get that paper, no break (uh-uh)
 I got all type of water on my neck
 Just like a lake (all type of water)
 Niggas talkin' and it's fiction they just wanna hate (they be talkin')
 I row these hoes in like I'm fishin', money was the bait (money was the object)
 I had to run racks up, keep it on me, uh-huh (uh-huh)
 Hoe tryna duck me, tryna cut up, bitch, uh-uh (let that hoe go)
 Yeah, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah, get a bag, yeah, where I'm from (I'm tryna get a bag)
 Nah boy, there ain't nothin' passin' these junkie
 Niggas, these chromes (ain't nothin', junkie niggas, chrome)
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', I'ma keep smokin', blow my lungs
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', we can get smoke, we can get it on
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', young slime ridin' with 'em, ride roof
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', count a bankroll 'til the early mornin'
 Yeah-eah-eah-eah
 Oh yeah
 All of 'em built soft
 Oh-oh
 Let's go
 Yeah, bitch
 Weighin' up this hard on this motherfuckin' scale, bitch
 Yeah, I was stickin' around to wait for that exotic to come through the mail, bitch
 Young nigga Scooby Scoob, go and get some money, nigga, 'fore the bail hit
 A nigga havin' pressure on these hoes, but you know slime fuckin' bad shit
 Finna ball me into a superstar, ain't nothin' 'bout me average
 Got big drip, yeah, real drip, shit niggas ain't even havin'
 I put a big clip on a big chip, and you know slime get to smashin'
 Yeah-eah
 Reminiscing 'bout these old days (old days)
 Realize I came a long way (long way)
 I'ma always get that paper, no break (uh-uh)
 I got all type of water on my neck
 Just like a lake (all type of water)
 Niggas talkin' and it's fiction they just wanna hate (they be talkin')
 I row these hoes in like I'm fishin', money was the bait (money was the object)
 I had to run racks up, keep it on me, uh-huh (uh-huh)
 Hoe tryna duck me, tryna cut up, bitch, uh-uh (let that hoe go)
 Yeah, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah, get a bag, yeah, where I'm from (I'm tryna get a bag)
 Nah boy, there ain't nothin' passin' these junkie
 Niggas, these chromes (ain't nothin', junkie niggas, chrome)
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', I'ma keep smokin', blow my lungs
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', we can get smoke, we can get it on
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', young slime ridin' with 'em, ride roof
 Nah, bitch, it ain't nothin', count a bankroll 'til the early mornin'
 Yeah-eah-eah-eah (let's go)
 Oh yeah
 All of 'em built soft
 Oh-oh
 Oh yeah
 Oh, oh