Where I'm From
G.A.M.E Lyrics
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Hah, hah, hah
We split a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)
Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?)
Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)
Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)
Told your bitch I want head like a weave (She slurpin')
Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)
Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)
Toolie ain't made it college, but that boy got bodies, they charge him with third degree
We got a problem in Houston, I'm strapped with a rocket, that boy will not murder me
I'm fuckin' the doctor that serve the narcotics, see I'm on the lean and the Percocet
Money, I eat it and shit it and breathe it and sneeze it, matter fact, just burped a check
In the 'yo with BlocBoy and I'm with the NBA gang
Spinnin' on they block, boy, with two K's, no NBA game, ayy
I do not fuck with no Nike or Jordan, I go do my shows in a Polo tee
I told 'em Fendi, Louis, and the Gucci, but you know I fuck with lil' Polo G
Down on my dick, I remember them days when the folks didn't even much notice me
I flew to South Memphis to walk through the mall, now them folks like, "Can I take a photo, please?"
I was just thinkin' like back then was now
Ain't no cap in my rap like the boy Backend Child
Like the spine in my back, no I'm not backing down
When Quando gon' drop? heard they keep askin' 'round
Hey, I was just stuck in the slums with a drum and Glock-21, I ain't talkin' Savage
Pull up on my ex and I make her eat D, I know she hate that I'm far from average
We split a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)
Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?)
Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)
Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)
Told your bitch I want head like a weave (She slurpin')
Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah)
Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)
Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)
And I might put a bag on your head
Call them killers up when we plot to a diss though
Lost some of my brothers so we want war forever, we ain't lettin' that shit go
Yeah, Lil High 'nem got me
Told me, "Stay out of the streets, just keep makin' them hits, bro"
My shorties get violent
He gon' start torchin' shit when he hang out the window
And he ain't shit but 16
But he don't give a fuck, he just letting that bitch blow
Thirty shots from this Glock make a bitch nigga duck from this stick like he doin' the limbo
Pop out with the drip, go cop me some Prada shoes and my sweater say Kenzo
Before I had Crystal I was rotating hoes, stuffin' cock in a nympho
Fuck her quick then I'm gone
I'm an important man, I can't give her the dick slow
VV's in this Rollie, lil' hoe is fanned out 'cause she like how my wrist glow
Lil' bitch said I'm the hottest, and I just laughed at her 'cause it ain't like I didn't know
And this shit wasn't easy, nigga
I had to fight in them streets like I'm Kimbo
We split a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)
Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?)
Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)
Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)
Told your bitch I want head like a weave (She slurpin')
Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah)
Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)
Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)
I'm pullin' tracks like an engineer ('Neer)
Bitch, I'm in the hood, not no engine here (Word)
You face defeat like a pedicure ('Cure)
I'm getting green like it's lettuce here
She hug me and want me to marry her
What do I look like, bitch? I'm not a teddy bear (Teddy bear)
These niggas, they say that they killers
But when it's wartime, they shootin' up in the air, ayy (That's on my mama)
Damn, can someone bring me the Backwood? (Gas)
They way your bitch twerkin' and bendin' it over, I just wanna see if that ass good (That ass)
I'm up in his building, that's Savannah
I'm Grape but I roll with the neighborhood (Crip)
I'm smokin' loud pack, what is that?
This that shit that wake up the whole neighborhood (Crip, crip, crip, crip, crip)
And if you think about robbin' me, bitch, you know that shit is a no-no (Huh?)
All this ice on me, bitch, I'm a snow globe (Word)
Throwin' all of these bullets like Romo (Woah)
Kickin' doors, nigga, that is my motto
I don't give a fuck, man, I do this shit solo (Solo)
On the C, man, these niggas are so broke (So broke)
I'm a G but I'm rockin' with Polo (Yeah)
We split a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)
Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?)
Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)
Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)
Told your bitch I want head like a weave (She slurpin')
Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah)
Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)
Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)
The lyrics to G.A.M.E's "Where I'm From" express the harsh realities of living in a dangerous environment and surviving through illegal activities. In the first verse, G.A.M.E highlights his gang's violent actions, including kidnapping and murdering innocent people, as well as their disdain for law enforcement. The chorus echoes this sentiment, with the emphasis on catching bodies and aiming for the top like a lid. The second verse delves into G.A.M.E's personal experiences, with references to his past struggles in the streets and his more recent successful career as a rapper. Throughout the song, G.A.M.E asserts his dominance in the drug and gang culture of his city, and alludes to his desire for power, wealth, and attention.
The song is notable for its raw and explicit lyrics, which depict the harsh realities of gang life. The rapper's ability to convey these themes in such a visceral and introspective way has garnered him widespread acclaim. Despite the controversy surrounding its explicit content, "Where I'm From" has become a popular anthem within rap and hip hop circles, and continues to be played on the radio and at concerts around the world.
Line by Line Meaning
First off
To begin with
Hah, hah, hah
Laughter
We split a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)
We commit murder, arrive with multiple guns
Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?)
Abduction of children
Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)
Smoking high-quality marijuana while others smoke low quality
Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)
Disregard for the police
Told your bitch I want head like a weave (She slurpin')
Request for oral sex
Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah)
Where I come from, we kill people and dance
Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)
Aiming high
Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)
My drug operation is thriving
Toolie ain't made it college, but that boy got bodies, they charge him with third degree
A person named Toolie has killed multiple people and was charged with third-degree murder
We got a problem in Houston, I'm strapped with a rocket, that boy will not murder me
I am armed with a powerful weapon in case someone tries to harm me
I'm fuckin' the doctor that serve the narcotics, see I'm on the lean and the Percocet
I am having sex with a doctor who provides me with drugs like Lean and Percocet
Money, I eat it and shit it and breathe it and sneeze it, matter fact, just burped a check
I handle a lot of money
In the 'yo with BlocBoy and I'm with the NBA gang
In Tennessee with BlocBoy JB and members of NBA YoungBoy's crew
Spinnin' on they block, boy, with two K's, no NBA game, ayy
Driving through their neighborhood with guns
I do not fuck with no Nike or Jordan, I go do my shows in a Polo tee
I prefer to wear Polo shirts instead of Nike or Jordan clothing at performances
I told 'em Fendi, Louis, and the Gucci, but you know I fuck with lil' Polo G
I may mention designer brands like Fendi, Louis Vuitton, and Gucci, but Polo G is who I really like
Down on my dick, I remember them days when the folks didn't even much notice me
I remember when nobody paid attention to me
I flew to South Memphis to walk through the mall, now them folks like, "Can I take a photo, please?"
I went to a mall in South Memphis, and now people want to take pictures with me
I was just thinkin' like back then was now
I am reflecting on the past
Ain't no cap in my rap like the boy Backend Child
I am truthful in my music, unlike the rapper Backend Child
Like the spine in my back, no I'm not backing down
I am determined and won't surrender
When Quando gon' drop? heard they keep askin' 'round
People are asking when rapper Quando Rondo will release new music
Hey, I was just stuck in the slums with a drum and Glock-21, I ain't talkin' Savage
I was once poor and only had a gun, but I'm not referring to rapper 21 Savage
Pull up on my ex and I make her eat D, I know she hate that I'm far from average
I have sex with my ex-girlfriend and am proud that I'm above average
And I might put a bag on your head
I may offer a reward for information leading to your capture
Call them killers up when we plot to a diss though
When we plan to insult someone, we call people who can harm them
Lost some of my brothers so we want war forever, we ain't lettin' that shit go
My friends were killed, so we will continue to engage in violence
Yeah, Lil High 'nem got me
Lil High and his group are supporting me
Told me, "Stay out of the streets, just keep makin' them hits, bro"
They advise me to focus on making music instead of getting involved in criminal activities
My shorties get violent
The people I'm with are prone to violence
He gon' start torchin' shit when he hang out the window
He will start setting things on fire when he hangs out the car window
And he ain't shit but 16
He is only 16 years old
But he don't give a fuck, he just letting that bitch blow
He doesn't care and will shoot his gun
Thirty shots from this Glock make a bitch nigga duck from this stick like he doin' the limbo
Thirty shots from this gun will make someone duck as if they are doing the limbo dance
Pop out with the drip, go cop me some Prada shoes and my sweater say Kenzo
I dress in designer clothing like Prada and Kenzo
Before I had Crystal I was rotating hoes, stuffin' cock in a nympho
Before I had my current girlfriend Crystal, I had sex with multiple women
Fuck her quick then I'm gone
Have sex with her quickly and then leave
I'm an important man, I can't give her the dick slow
I am busy and can't have sex for a long time
VV's in this Rollie, lil' hoe is fanned out 'cause she like how my wrist glow
I have very expensive diamonds in my Rolex watch, and a woman is impressed by them
Lil' bitch said I'm the hottest, and I just laughed at her 'cause it ain't like I didn't know
A woman says I am attractive, and I already know this
And this shit wasn't easy, nigga
This lifestyle is difficult
I had to fight in them streets like I'm Kimbo
I had to fight in the streets like street fighter Kimbo Slice
I'm pullin' tracks like an engineer ('Neer)
I am successful in producing music
Bitch, I'm in the hood, not no engine here (Word)
I am in the neighborhood, not in a car engine
You face defeat like a pedicure ('Cure)
You will face defeat like when someone cures a pedicure
I'm getting green like it's lettuce here
I am making a lot of money
She hug me and want me to marry her
A woman hugs me and wants to marry me
What do I look like, bitch? I'm not a teddy bear (Teddy bear)
I am not a person to marry just because you want to
These niggas, they say that they killers
Some people claim to be killers
But when it's wartime, they shootin' up in the air, ayy (That's on my mama)
But when there is a real conflict, they just fire their weapons into the air
Damn, can someone bring me the Backwood? (Gas)
Can someone give me a Backwood cigar?
They way your bitch twerkin' and bendin' it over, I just wanna see if that ass good (That ass)
The way your woman is dancing makes me interested in having sex with her
I'm up in his building, that's Savannah
I am in Savannah's building
I'm Grape but I roll with the neighborhood (Crip)
I am part of the Grape Street gang
I'm smokin' loud pack, what is that?
I am smoking high-quality marijuana
This that shit that wake up the whole neighborhood (Crip, crip, crip, crip, crip)
This marijuana's smell is so potent it can wake up the whole neighborhood, and I represent the Crips gang
And if you think about robbin' me, bitch, you know that shit is a no-no (Huh?)
If anyone thinks about robbing me, they will face consequences
All this ice on me, bitch, I'm a snow globe (Word)
I have a lot of jewelry
Throwin' all of these bullets like Romo (Woah)
I am shooting a lot of bullets
Kickin' doors, nigga, that is my motto
I have a habit of kicking down doors
I don't give a fuck, man, I do this shit solo (Solo)
I am a lone wolf
On the C, man, these niggas are so broke (So broke)
My fellow gang members are poor
I'm a G but I'm rockin' with Polo (Yeah)
I am a gangster but enjoy wearing Polo clothing
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Darzell Triplett, James Baker, Taurus Bartlett, Tyquian Bowman
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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lyrics:
I'mma B-L-double-O-D
Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G
Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet
Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C
Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen
Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggas in Timbs
I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force Ones
In Cashville, but Compton is {where I'm from}
Where it's just me, my son, and my bitch
She graduated when Notorious BIG dropped "Me & My Bitch"
She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Dooney & Burke bag
She from Grape Street, she know how to work the mag
And only buy white tees, tell 'em to keep the purple tags
Cause the laces in my Chucks keep the beef crackin
I lay niggas out like creased khakis
In that G-wagon, lean like the 23's draggin
I got the whole N-Y-C saggin
If you don't know
(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside)
Where I'm from
(Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks)
If you don't know
(Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)
Where I'm from
(Aftermath, you better watch your colors in the City of Angels)
Y'all niggas got it fucked up
What you thought cause I'm from Compton I couldn't do numbers like Usher?
Platinum certified, nigga that's a mill' plus
Play both sides of the fence cause the Crips feel cause'
See me ridin with Nate, nigga it's still Blood
You can C-walk to this, homey it's still love
Nigga I've been bangin since Mary J did "Real Love"
(If you don't know) I painted the Rover black
The West coast is back, I can smoke to that
Moms got the CL-6, that's a fact
I bought the house, I'm just waitin on the platinum plaques
Niggas lookin for a cat to jack
Homey I'm willin to do two life sentences back to back
So please don't push me
You niggas is W-N-B-A, all pussy
If you don't know
(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside)
Where I'm from
(Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks)
If you don't know
(Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)
Where I'm from
(Aftermath, you better watch your colors in the City of Angels)
If you don't know
(Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside)
Where I'm from
(Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks)
If you don't know
(Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)
Where I'm from
(Aftermath, you better watch your colors in the City of Angels)
@neliolima9992
This beat is fucking fire. This whole album it's just legendary
@youngrav2311
Fr! This album was beyond heat. This song is super underrated
@jldub23
FACTS!!!!!!
@melissa.b1757
Swear this song is so underrated!! Who’s still listening in 2020
@yarraaimean9987
Still here 😎
@assianudoesit5128
Present
@InternationalGrind
Yessah!! Savannah, Georgia
@moisesvarela6235
All day blood
@Tom-yj3sc
I'm still riding from Cape Town south africa
@edwardk2734
Ball in paradise to the legendary Nate Dogg.. 😢😢 His melody still gives you chills