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I look good on paper\n\nThey takin' shots at the kingdom\nShit, I can't blame 'em\n\nAnd if God don't take me, bullets only graze me\nFire don't burn me, nerves unshaken\nThe critics don't phase me, wolves done raised me\nPirellis stay turnin', the curves can't break me\nAnd livin' so fly, I can hardly breathe\nDream in the clouds, I can hardly reach\nFall asleep to the sirens, nonstop violence\nBody bags pilin', you know where to find me\nWhere I'm from\n\nWhere the rough dudes raised in the cocaine\nBuilt to be recession-proof, product of the dope game\n\nWhere finesse reigns 'til the shots fired\nDrive-by minivan gettin' hot-wired\nSince a young nigga outside eatin' hot fries\nI been laced with the game from my pop died\n\nFrom where game gets ran but no games get played\nBeen a grown-ass man from a real young age\nIt's imperative to stick to the narrative\nBeware of the arrogance, ego'll make you careless\nI'm from where your meds well not, call cops, don't come\nBuy a gun same place you get your oxtail from\n\nNow I figure I peach, trip to the Maldive\nWent from sellin' OZ 'fore I got a ID\nOvercame the count of shit before I ever came out\nWe endure pain way worse than you can claim out\nWhere I'm from\n\nCome and go with me\n\nHead first into the trauma\nBelly of the beast\nFollow me to where I'm from\n\nAnd if God don't take me, bullets only graze me\nFire don't burn me, nerves unshaken\nThe critics don't phase me, wolves done raised me\nPirellis stay turnin', the curves can't break me\nAnd livin' so fly, I can hardly breathe\nDream in the clouds, I can hardly reach\nFall asleep to the sirens, nonstop violence\nBody bags pilin', you know where to find me\nWhere I'm from\n\nRich dog test for\n\nTold us that a lawyer first thing you should ask for\n\nSame time we learned that when you follow foot races\nGet caught, you plantin' dope to make good cases\nI remain outside where the rainbow guys\nAnd them lame hoes play to the Kangol side\nThat's the left, right? 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