When I Come From
Papoose Lyrics


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What y'all thought y'all was safe?
Y'all thought y'all wasn’t gonna hear my niggas on the Nacirema dream
Thuggers to the death of me
Or should I say to the death of you?
Thugger!

Where I come from a closed mouth don’t get fed
Where I come from young boys respect old heads
Where I come from you shut up when you get arrested
And gangstas speak face to face, fuck a text message

Where you come from, y'all disrespect OG’s
Where you come from, ya'll talk to the police
Where you come from niggas never get it shakin
Y'all be internet killin, iPhone bangin

I got the Louie’s on my feet, true swag, belt LV
You take camera, I stay picture perfect, no RG
Who got that green swag? That our nigga, that’s me
Heart of a stone, don’t bust the rock, Jay-Z
You stay around pussies, the whole squad coochies
I stay around G’s, my whole squad Gucci
Thugger thugger, ain’t that a storm muthafucka?
Nigga never had to rap bout me, word to my mother

I spit that fire like I’m propane, niggas call me cocaine
Now I’m in the dope game, used to rock a rope chain
Thugger to the death of me, whole team strike back
Pap already warned yall, homie you ain’t like that
Real recognize real, we don’t complain
Niggas slick talk, end up with a slug in his brain
We run down on em, cutting down on em
Lay on these niggas, from sun up to sun down on em

Where I come from a closed mouth don’t get fed
Where I come from young boys respect old heads
Where I come from you shut up when you get arrested
And gangstas speak face to face, fuck a text message

Where you come from, y'all disrespect OG’s
Where you come from, y'all talk to the police
Where you come from niggas never get it shakin
Y'all be internet killin, iPhone bangin

Rap said don’t spend it unless you got it in the stash
All said you wanted cop it, fuck it if it’s yo last
Papper said it’s yo turn ho, get up in that ass
You got style and charisma, give em some pizazz
180 on the dash, you can’t ride like me
I did this my whole life, OD, OG
I’m a side block nigga, give respect in the peas
Flying overseas just for me to play your jetski

My pops told me treat your team like everything
Prepare e well, make sure they ready for anything
I give my word, hands down, no funny dreams
Where I become, we get it done by any means
In here I feel it, I’m just waitin
And money make me nervous, my hands shakin
I said geer, I feel it, them niggas hatin
But I don’t see it niggas, my family is Thugacation

Where I come from a closed mouth don’t get fed
Where I come from young boys respect old heads
Where I come from you shut up when you get arrested
And gangstas speak face to face, fuck a text message

Where you come from, y'all disrespect OG’s
Where you come from, y'all talk to the police
Where you come from niggas never get it shakin
Yall be internet killin, iPhone bangin

Not cancer, T-Mack on the grind
It’s like catchin ruler divine, eatin the swine
I was born to be a Mack, call me T-Mack divine
Life of skater, every day I go brown so every day I’mma shine
I’m Thugercated, so you don’t want no problem ho
Rack ice in the chain, call it Dada Stone
I’m with them stickup kids, that’s Thanksgaming
It’s Pap with Thugacation, we just Nacirema Dreamin

Ayo yo flow is whack, stelin, slippin, better spit it well and shifted
Violate, I lay you down, quicker than a trailer visit
Hella digits, anybody get in, I finish her blood
I run through a sea like sella mission
Your work is garbage, that’s the reason why your boys struggle
Train you a lyric, be teaching a hook like Floyd uncle
Runnin for cover when the ratchet ring
I had yo faggot team stripping like a model in a magazine

Where I come from a closed mouth don’t get fed
Where I come from young boys respect old heads
Where I come from you shut up when you get arrested
And gangstas speak face to face, fuck a text message

Where you come from, y'all disrespect OG’s
Where you come from, y'all talk to the police




Where you come from niggas never get it shakin
Yall be internet killin, iPhone bangin

Overall Meaning

In the lyrics to Papoose's song "When I Come From," the rapper addresses the stark contrast between his upbringing and that of others. The hook of the song stresses the difference between where Papoose comes from and where others come from, highlighting this stark difference by outlining how people usually behave in each situation. Papoose raps about his environment with a sense of pride, stating that where he comes from, a closed mouth don't get fed. This notion speaks to the expressions 'if you don't ask, you don't get' and 'closed mouths don't get fed.' Papoose is stressing the idea of being vocal about your needs and not being ashamed to ask for help. He then goes on to describe how young boys respect older guys in his neighborhoods, conveying a sense of reverence and pride in his community's traditions and morals.


Another line in the lyrics highlights Papoose's thoughts on how gangsters operate. In his environment, he stresses that authentic gangsters communicate face-to-face rather than over a text message. Papoose highlights the importance of face to face communication, stressing that messages over the phone or the internet aren't trusted which is a theme often repeated in hip-hop music. It is a critical pillar in this genre, and by stating it, Papoose wants to paint a picture of what a thug in his environment should act like.


Papoose's line "Where I come from, young boys respect old heads" speaks to respect for one's elders, a tradition that has been passed down through generations of African American tradition. The song's theme could be seen as a critique of modern-day rap culture, where many young rappers diss their industry elders publicly, disrespect OG's (older gangsters) without even showing any fear. Overall the lyrics in this song can be seen as highlighting the importance of community values, morals, and traditions that have helped mold many African American communities across America.


Line by Line Meaning

What y'all thought y'all was safe?
Did you think I wouldn't speak out through music about the struggles of my fellow people on the Nacirema dream?


Y'all thought y'all wasn’t gonna hear my niggas on the Nacirema dream
You assumed that our voices would go unheard and unnoticed, but we will not be silenced.


Where I come from a closed mouth don’t get fed
In the environment that I grew up in, those who do not speak up and advocate for themselves will not receive help or support from their community.


Where I come from young boys respect old heads
In my community, it is important to show respect for our elders and value their life experiences and wisdom.


Where I come from you shut up when you get arrested
In my neighborhood, those who are arrested and face legal consequences prefer to stay quiet and not speak out about their experience or try to fight the charges against them.


And gangstas speak face to face, fuck a text message
In my community, real gangsters and tough guys resolve issues through personal interaction and confrontation, rather than hiding behind technology or social media to express their frustrations.


Where you come from, y'all disrespect OG’s
In contrast to where I come from, the community you grew up in does not value or appreciate the experiences and wisdom of our elder community members.


Where you come from, ya'll talk to the police
In your neighborhood, there is a culture of cooperating with law enforcement rather than mistrusting and avoiding them.


Where you come from niggas never get it shakin
In contrast to my neighborhood, in yours, people are not as motivated or proactive in taking charge of their lives and making things happen for themselves.


Y'all be internet killin, iPhone bangin
The people in your community are more likely to resort to online threats and insults rather than face-to-face confrontation when they have a disagreement or argument with someone.


Thugger thugger, ain’t that a storm muthafucka?
With this line, I am hyping myself up and acknowledging the power and impact of my music on the rap scene.


Nigga never had to rap bout me, word to my mother
I am so confident in my talents that I know I don't need anyone else to reinforce or validate my music or my skills as a rapper.


I spit that fire like I’m propane, niggas call me cocaine
I am so successful and dynamic as a rapper that people compare me to the powerful and addictive nature of cocaine since my music is hard-hitting and addictive to my listeners.


Thugger to the death of me, whole team strike back
I am dedicated to my career as a rapper and will always be part of a collective team that will support and back me up.


Real recognize real, we don’t complain
In the rap community, authenticity and originality are key and are readily noticed by others who share these same values, and we don't waste time complaining because we know life's tough so we just work hard and keep pushing forward.


Niggas slick talk, end up with a slug in his brain
Those who talk big and try to front in our community are quickly put in their place and dealt with a violent end.


I’m Thugercated, so you don’t want no problem ho
I am a seasoned and successful rapper who is well-respected in my community and should not be underestimated or challenged.


Pap with Thugacation, we just Nacirema Dreamin
This line is a reference to my collaboration efforts with other rappers on the album Nacirema Dream. It is a message of hope that despite all struggles, we can still come together and dream of a better future.


Oh, I run through a sea like sella mission
This implies that I quickly finish or achieve whatever task I set out to accomplish with ease and adeptness.


Your work is garbage, that’s the reason why your boys struggle
This line is a statement of rejection towards anyone who produces subpar and less than satisfactory work and in turn affects everyone else with them.


I had yo faggot team stripping like a model in a magazine
This line is an aggressive threat to those who have wronged me and my team, leading to their humiliation or degradation.




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