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Lil Keed – Where Im From Lyrics

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Legendary
What it do, boy?
Keed, talk to em lets go

Reminiscing bout these old days old days
Realize I came a long way long way
Ima 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 its fiction they just wanna hate they be talkin
I row these hoes in like Im 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, Im tryna get a bag, yeah, get a bag, yeah, where Im from Im tryna get a bag
Nah boy, there aint nothin passin these junkie
Niggas, these chromes aint nothin, junkie niggas, chrome
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, Ima keep smokin, blow my lungs
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, we can get smoke, we can get it on
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, young slime ridin with em, ride roof
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, count a bankroll til the early mornin

Yeah-eah-eah-eah
Oh yeah
All of em built soft
Oh-oh
Lets 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, aint nothin bout me average
Got big drip, yeah, real drip, shit niggas aint 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
Ima 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 its fiction they just wanna hate they be talkin
I row these hoes in like Im 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, Im tryna get a bag, yeah, get a bag, yeah, where Im from Im tryna get a bag
Nah boy, there aint nothin passin these junkie
Niggas, these chromes aint nothin, junkie niggas, chrome
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, Ima keep smokin, blow my lungs
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, we can get smoke, we can get it on
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, young slime ridin with em, ride roof
Nah, bitch, it aint nothin, count a bankroll til the early mornin

Yeah-eah-eah-eah lets go
Oh yeah
All of em built soft
Oh-oh

Oh yeah
Oh, oh

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