[Verse 1]
Bitch watch your mouth, when you talk to me
I talk money lil n***a I can cough a G
Used to chase money now the shit walk to me
You wanna boss up baby come and walk with me
I was raised around the hustlers, killers and robbers
I grew up looking up to the n***as with power
I learned that n***as with power, were the n***as with powder
Sweet deals, got bitches bitter and these hoe n***as sour
Me and June watching TV while sitting on the floor
Pops walked through the door like I need y'all to go
Threw me 50 bucks, like here run to the store
He needed the living room, so he can break down bowls
A lotta city legends rolled through my hood
Kids screaming like 'look there go Blade Icewood'
I ain' wanna be hooper, I wanna be a bag mover
Crack spot cash hooper, heavy jewelry connoisseur

[Chorus]
N***as getting money where I'm from, where I'm from
We pay off the plug n***a we don't run, we don't run
Riding Benzes through the slums, through the slums
It's hustlers and gangsters where I'm from, where I'm from

[Verse 2]
My n***a RJ had my block on lock
With that weed shit, n***a he was on top
We had dreams about copping matching drops
Thought we was BMF n***a weed, grams and spots
Had a crack spot when I was 18
Bought my first half O in HP
Had a fat knot by day 3
Pulling up in the monte, banging Jay-Z
Doughboyz had me fucking up real money
Young n***as looking like we got deal money
Shining like the OG's getting pill money
Looking like somebody died then we got to wield money
One time for the Street Lord'z
They made n***as wanna boss up and see more
Ride with me through this D tour
I'm on a good path but I made some detours
[Chorus]
N***as getting money where I'm from, where I'm from
We pay off the plug n***a we don't run, we don't run
Riding Benzes through the slums, through the slums
It's hustlers and gangsters where I'm from, where I'm from