It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk (Yeah)
These La streets hella wicked
Where Police don't even give you a ticket (Police steady out here trippin)
All my niggas stay ridin round tinted
For my people I'm trippin
Got to war for ya f*ck how I'm livin (Shiiittt)
Yeah it is what it is
Where the Mother's really die after kids
How tf you think yo granny live?
Niggas out here condoning a snitch
Where yo homie might be f*ckin yo bitch
Keep it on you fasho
Caught lackin don't go out like a hoe
Before they blow yeah you ass better blow
Save yo money and gone buy you pole
Best believe all my real niggas know
All my niggas Gone eat
Going hard every day out the week
Dying young is like the days of the week
It's just a part of the week
These streets ruthless hope yo ass ain't weak
Ain't from here don't come here
Bring some money here yo ass might get extorted here
These niggas smell fear just like wolves my niggas smell fear
It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk
The Gang shit hella tricky
Yo best homie might turn out slippery
Best believe you better stay wit a bliccy
Hope yo ass don't get caught slippy
I really love my city
Forever gone be from this city
But how tf we let that bitch kill nipsey
What can say niggas hate in this city
But then again it's apart if the city
Rolls Royce thru the city
I ain't tryna be working at 50
Boss up and buy some land in the city
I level up then my niggas come wit me
If i ball my bros ball wit me
It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk
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It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk (Yeah)
These La streets hella wicked
Where Police don't even give you a ticket (Police steady out here trippin)
All my niggas stay ridin round tinted
For my people I'm trippin
Got to war for ya f*ck how I'm livin (Shiiittt)
Yeah it is what it is
Where the Mother's really die after kids
How tf you think yo granny live?
Niggas out here condoning a snitch
Where yo homie might be f*ckin yo bitch
Keep it on you fasho
Caught lackin don't go out like a hoe
Before they blow yeah you ass better blow
Save yo money and gone buy you pole
Best believe all my real niggas know
All my niggas Gone eat
Going hard every day out the week
Dying young is like the days of the week
It's just a part of the week
These streets ruthless hope yo ass ain't weak
Ain't from here don't come here
Bring some money here yo ass might get extorted here
These niggas smell fear just like wolves my niggas smell fear
It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk
The Gang shit hella tricky
Yo best homie might turn out slippery
Best believe you better stay wit a bliccy
Hope yo ass don't get caught slippy
I really love my city
Forever gone be from this city
But how tf we let that bitch kill nipsey
What can say niggas hate in this city
But then again it's apart if the city
Rolls Royce thru the city
I ain't tryna be working at 50
Boss up and buy some land in the city
I level up then my niggas come wit me
If i ball my bros ball wit me
It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk (Yeah)
These La streets hella wicked
Where Police don't even give you a ticket (Police steady out here trippin)
All my niggas stay ridin round tinted
For my people I'm trippin
Got to war for ya f*ck how I'm livin (Shiiittt)
Yeah it is what it is
Where the Mother's really die after kids
How tf you think yo granny live?
Niggas out here condoning a snitch
Where yo homie might be f*ckin yo bitch
Keep it on you fasho
Caught lackin don't go out like a hoe
Before they blow yeah you ass better blow
Save yo money and gone buy you pole
Best believe all my real niggas know
All my niggas Gone eat
Going hard every day out the week
Dying young is like the days of the week
It's just a part of the week
These streets ruthless hope yo ass ain't weak
Ain't from here don't come here
Bring some money here yo ass might get extorted here
These niggas smell fear just like wolves my niggas smell fear
It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk
The Gang shit hella tricky
Yo best homie might turn out slippery
Best believe you better stay wit a bliccy
Hope yo ass don't get caught slippy
I really love my city
Forever gone be from this city
But how tf we let that bitch kill nipsey
What can say niggas hate in this city
But then again it's apart if the city
Rolls Royce thru the city
I ain't tryna be working at 50
Boss up and buy some land in the city
I level up then my niggas come wit me
If i ball my bros ball wit me
It's a curse where I'm from
Don't double back where I'm from (Don't hit that block more than once)
Pump fakin that'll get yo ass tucked
I pray for you if yo ass is a punk
Writer: DeAngelo Sanford
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid