Despite having yet to release a studio album, support for Grafh and his music has been overwhelming – both among fans and within the music industry. His songs have been featured on HBO’s Entourage, Fox’s Meth and Red, BET’s Ultimate Hustler and in a number of video games, including EA Sport’s NFL Streets, Saint’s Row, and 25 to Life. Grafh has also been heavily supported by his peers, including Drake, Raekwon, Bun B, Jim Jones, Busta Rhymes, Waka Flocka, and many others. Grafh was surprised, however, when actor Shia LaBeouf said he was “really, really, really good” in a late-night TV interview with Carson Daly. This sense of appreciation has motivated Grafh to stay true to his fans while touring and releasing new music online via his official website, GrafhOnline.com. He has also built a strong following on Twitter, where he applies an entertaining combination of sharp humor and brutal honesty to everyday life.
Grafh is currently focused on completing his debut studio album. Over the last year, he has built a team of young, talented creatives that are working with him toward the album’s release. Chaz Williams, fellow Black Hand alum who’s been involved in Grafh’s career since day one, is also working on the album. Grafh has redefined his sound – drawing inspiration from multiple genres – and has made a concerted effort to be more emotionally candid. The result has been the best music of Grafh’s career, with more songs still to record. With this album, Grafh hopes to prove that he’s more than just raw talent. He has set out to challenge the labels that have been put on him as an artist – to push his own boundaries musically, lyrically, and visually. Just as he did at the start of his career, Grafh plans to let the music speak for itself.
Where I'm From
Grafh Lyrics
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O-kay black kingdom stand up
My name Grafh ya'll-my nigga Lil' Flip
My nigga Gravy it's all gravy nigga
Watch this, uh uh let me show you what it's where I'm from
Ya hear me....it's like this
Listen up brick uh, yeah I said, I said
They keep it under they skin until it snap they nerves
They clap them burners that go(raaaattt)ya heard
Now every bullet gotta name-and every cap is deserved
The odyssey ain't gotta be my team
We tryna be the last of a dyin grave, we blast if you tryna play
Then spell it out for ya ass if you tryna read
You fall like the spot behind ya knees
You get sufforcated when you tryin to breathe
I dare you to try to sneeze lil'nigga-please lil'nigga
My snipers squeeze I gotta connect this dianese
Tryna keep dope and his rice and beans
I'm tryna show you what it's like in Queens ya heard me
I've sold dimes of green and if I ran out of sticky-icky
I'd sell a nigga dimes of seeds motherfucker I'm a hustler
(go get a dutch bruh)
[Chorus]
Where I'm from niggaz down to ride or die
Niggaz don't get high off ya own supply
Where I'm from niggaz pack glocks and guns
We invest in bricks-fuck stocks and bonds
Now where I'm from niggaz sell crack all day
And where I'm from niggaz be buckin they mac all day
And where I'm from niggaz'll hustle and pack all day
And where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run nigga!
I'll pistol whip a nigga in front of his click
Don't play with my money-you son of a bitch!
I'm a greedy motherfucker when it comes to mine
So I put in extra work in the summertime
'Cause ain't nobody in the world gon' give you shit
And don't nobody in yo' hood want to see you rich
So fuck that I'm all about goin and get it
And if anybody in the way they gonna get it
I'm a G I was raised by killers and thug niggaz
That'll sufforcate you(hard breathing)and leave you in a tub nigga
Hub niggaz for kilo's-and take they work
Play with me and they gon' have yo face on a shirt
I don't play, won't play, I never did
I fucked up I could've been a better kid
But now it's too late to turn back-stripes on my shirt I earned that
[Chorus: x 2]
Now where I'm from niggaz sell crack all day
And where I'm from niggaz be buckin they mac all day
And where I'm from niggaz'll hustle and pack all day
And where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run nigga!
Where I'm from niggaz down to ride or die
Niggaz don't get high off ya own supply
Where I'm from niggaz pack glocks and guns
We invest in bricks-fuck stocks and bonds
Yo where I'm from we do or die for that money
Ain't nothing funny, niggaz is bummy, and hungry
Strugglin, hustlin don't mean shit where they sleep at
Tryna get off they G-pack, I'm from the ??
Haters ain't never stop me yet
I made a couple of mistakes but ain't nothing I don't regret
It's $5.00 a pop in the hood for some cigarettes
Where I'm from niggaz'll pop up where you rest
Where I'm from it's too much for a man to digest
Where I'm from niggaz lose sleep and get no rest
Where I'm from it's too much for a man to digest
Where I'm from niggaz lose sleep and get no rest
Where I'm from we aim shoot at ya neck (where I'm from)
Where I'm from I run with a pack
Of killers and ex con's that'll run in ya drought
Them three bricks right there they come with them rats
And if the cops hit the spot, I'll have 'em runnin in laps
I'm the same young nigga pumpin that crack
I'm the same young nigga dumpin the gat
I'm the same young nigga that'll jump out the 'Lac
Hit you with the mac and watch that shit jump out ya back
Throw the gun in the back, plus the bump, and the mac
Motorize stash box for that
So know you know we don't keep 'em under the mat
Fuckin with the Clover nigga have you under attack
[Chorus: x2]
Where I'm from niggaz down to ride or die
Niggaz don't get high off ya own supply
Where I'm from niggaz pack glocks and guns
We invest in bricks-fuck stocks and bonds
Now where I'm from niggaz sell crack all day
And where I'm from niggaz be buckin they mac all day
And where I'm from niggaz'll hustle and pack all day
And where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run nigga!
In the song "Where I'm From" by Grafh, he paints a vivid picture of life in the streets of Queens, New York, where he grew up. The opening verse describes the prevalence of drug addiction and violence, with fiends willing to kill for a fix and burning their nerves until they snap. The imagery in the next few lines is especially striking, with bullets named and caps "deserved." The singer then notes that his team is determined to survive in a dying neighborhood, willing to fire at anyone who threatens them.
Line by Line Meaning
Now where I'm from we got fiends that'll kill ya-4 that crack to serve
In my hometown, there are addicts so desperate for crack that they would murder for it.
They keep it under they skin until it snap they nerves
The craving for drugs is so strong in some people that it causes physical and psychological distress.
They clap them burners that go(raaaattt)ya heard
People in my area use guns to kill others to get what they want.
Now every bullet gotta name-and every cap is deserved
Every bullet fired in my town is meant for a specific person and is deserved, according to the shooter.
We tryna be the last of a dyin grave, we blast if you tryna play
We are trying to survive in a dying community, and we will use deadly force to protect ourselves from anyone who tries to harm us.
Then spell it out for ya ass if you tryna read
I'll make it clear for you if you don't understand or if you're trying to get smart with me.
You get sufforcated when you tryin to breathe
You'll be overwhelmed and unable to cope if you try to survive in my town.
My snipers squeeze I gotta connect this dianese
I have to make connections to get what I need in order to survive in my town, and I'm willing to use snipers to do it.
I'm tryna show you what it's like in Queens ya heard me
I'm trying to give you some insight into what it's like living in my neighborhood.
Where I'm from niggaz down to ride or die
In my neighborhood, people are willing to fight to the death to protect what's theirs.
Niggaz don't get high off ya own supply
People in my area are careful not to consume their own drugs, as this would interfere with their ability to make money.
Where I'm from niggaz pack glocks and guns
In my area, people carry guns and are not afraid to use them.
We invest in bricks-fuck stocks and bonds
We put our money into drugs, not traditional investments like stocks and bonds.
Where I'm from niggaz sell crack all day
In my town, crack cocaine is sold regularly and openly.
And where I'm from niggaz be buckin they mac all day
People in my area use their guns frequently to solve problems or protect themselves.
Where I'm from niggaz'll hustle and pack all day
We work hard to sell drugs and make money in my area.
Where I'm from they'll clap off strays better run nigga!
People in my town will use guns to shoot anyone in their way, so if you see them, it's better to run away.
I'll pistol whip a nigga in front of his click
I'll use my gun to hit someone in front of his friends to show them who's in charge.
It's $5.00 a pop in the hood for some cigarettes
In my neighborhood, even cigarettes are expensive and hard to come by.
Where I'm from niggaz'll pop up where you rest
People in my neighborhood might show up and attack you unexpectedly, even in your own home.
Where I'm from it's too much for a man to digest
Living in my town is overwhelming and stressful, and not everyone can handle it.
Where I'm from niggaz lose sleep and get no rest
People in my area are always on edge, and they can't even sleep well because there's always a threat.
Where I'm from we aim shoot at ya neck (where I'm from)
We will aim specifically for someone's neck to kill them if we have to use our guns.
Them three bricks right there they come with them rats
These bricks of drugs come with the risk of being caught by the police (the rats).
So know you know we don't keep 'em under the mat
We keep our drugs hidden and safe, not under the welcome mat for anyone to find.
Fuckin with the Clover nigga have you under attack
If you mess with my group (Clover), we will retaliate and hurt you.
Yo where I'm from we do or die for that money
Making money is extremely important in my neighborhood, and people will do whatever it takes to get it.
Ain't nothing funny, niggaz is bummy, and hungry
The poverty in my area is no laughing matter. People are poor, desperate, and hungry.
Where they sleep at Tryna get off they G-pack, I'm from the ??
Even where people live is a part of the drug trade, and I'm from this area.
Haters ain't never stop me yet
Despite those who oppose me, I have still been able to survive and thrive.
I made a couple of mistakes but ain't nothing I don't regret
I have made mistakes, but I regret them and have learned from them.
And if anybody in the way they gonna get it
Anyone who gets in my way will face my wrath.
That'll sufforcate you(hard breathing)and leave you in a tub nigga
The killers I know will cause your death and leave your body in a tub.
I'm the same young nigga pumpin that crack
I am still the same person I was when I started selling drugs.
I'm the same young nigga dumpin the gat
I still carry and use my gun to protect myself and my drugs.
I'm the same young nigga that'll jump out the 'Lac
I will still jump out of my car to confront anyone who dares to disrespect me.
Hit you with the mac and watch that shit jump out ya back
I will use my gun to shoot you, and then watch you die.
Motorize stash box for that
I have created a stash box in my car to hide my drugs.
So know you know we don't keep 'em under the mat
We keep our drugs hidden and safe, not under the welcome mat for anyone to find.
Fuckin with the Clover nigga have you under attack
If you mess with my group (Clover), we will retaliate and hurt you.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LAEL WILLIAMS, TAJH MCGHEE, MAC ROBINSON, BRIAN KEITH WARFIELD
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