Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
I keep that pistol on my side
Cause I don't trust n***as
You get caught lacking
They gone slide and try to
Rush n***as
But I ain't going I promise momma
I clutch on it
I can't be going out sad ain't got
No love for her
But I piped her up to a Jag
She had a ford explorer
All my diamonds on me
Be dancing begging for attention
And you know that you ain't my mans
If you ain't in my mentions
All I do is run up them bands
And stuff it in my denim
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Yes I be around them savages that buss n***as
Solid nigga I ain't make it to college n***a
Was doubted n***a
Now they saying they proud of n***as
Stop it n***a don't f*ck with me
Cause I'm popping n***a
Yes I'm with the gang
The mob that Corleone shit
You play with me you meet your maker
If you owe shit
He on that hoe shit
I'm on that dough shit
I'm on that f*ck that n***a bitch then
Take her home shit
I'm in the Vette they pull me over
I don't know shit
Oh thats yo mans who played with gang
Now he on yo shit
(He on a t-shirt)
I got that check I left the jeweler with an ocean
But not for me thats for my momma
Yea thats your shit
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
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Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
I keep that pistol on my side
Cause I don't trust n***as
You get caught lacking
They gone slide and try to
Rush n***as
But I ain't going I promise momma
I clutch on it
I can't be going out sad ain't got
No love for her
But I piped her up to a Jag
She had a ford explorer
All my diamonds on me
Be dancing begging for attention
And you know that you ain't my mans
If you ain't in my mentions
All I do is run up them bands
And stuff it in my denim
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Yes I be around them savages that buss n***as
Solid nigga I ain't make it to college n***a
Was doubted n***a
Now they saying they proud of n***as
Stop it n***a don't f*ck with me
Cause I'm popping n***a
Yes I'm with the gang
The mob that Corleone shit
You play with me you meet your maker
If you owe shit
He on that hoe shit
I'm on that dough shit
I'm on that f*ck that n***a bitch then
Take her home shit
I'm in the Vette they pull me over
I don't know shit
Oh thats yo mans who played with gang
Now he on yo shit
(He on a t-shirt)
I got that check I left the jeweler with an ocean
But not for me thats for my momma
Yea thats your shit
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
I keep that pistol on my side
Cause I don't trust n***as
You get caught lacking
They gone slide and try to
Rush n***as
But I ain't going I promise momma
I clutch on it
I can't be going out sad ain't got
No love for her
But I piped her up to a Jag
She had a ford explorer
All my diamonds on me
Be dancing begging for attention
And you know that you ain't my mans
If you ain't in my mentions
All I do is run up them bands
And stuff it in my denim
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Yes I be around them savages that buss n***as
Solid nigga I ain't make it to college n***a
Was doubted n***a
Now they saying they proud of n***as
Stop it n***a don't f*ck with me
Cause I'm popping n***a
Yes I'm with the gang
The mob that Corleone shit
You play with me you meet your maker
If you owe shit
He on that hoe shit
I'm on that dough shit
I'm on that f*ck that n***a bitch then
Take her home shit
I'm in the Vette they pull me over
I don't know shit
Oh thats yo mans who played with gang
Now he on yo shit
(He on a t-shirt)
I got that check I left the jeweler with an ocean
But not for me thats for my momma
Yea thats your shit
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Where I'm from you ride around
You keep that pole on you
Momma said boy why
You ride with all that dough on you
You know momma I ain't worried
Bout a f*ck n***a
You know I be round
Them savages we tuck n***as
Writer: William Johnson
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