You ain't from where I'm from

(You ain't from where I'm from)

You ain't from where I'm from

(You ain't from where she from)

You ain't from where I'm from (You ain't from where he from)

And I could tell

You ain't from where I'm from and I could tell

What you know 'bout pump heels and gun smells?

What you know about handle yours? Ain't no run and tell

What you know about "fuck the police"?

We ain't scared of jail

I'm coming from a whole county

nigga, ain't no way around me

I been stripp-ted and evicted

'til this music came and found me

Talkin' five elementaries

two middle schools, three high schools

We bouncing house to houses

mildew or the lights due, alright, dude

That shit just became my norm

Seventh grade, I met God, but got granny tatted on my arm

Yeah, young nigga really was turnt up, though

Twelve years old with tattoos, shit

Fast forward, Dominguez High in Compton, whooping on Downey

No allowance, take your sandwich

talking 'bout what you allow me

Nigga, what? Nigga, please

I was creasing khakis, living in the backstreets

109 in Avalon, "Where you from? " They asked me

But nah, for real, though

West Side is the best side, shit give me chills

A long way from stealing god-mama hundred dollar bills

(Ayy) You ain't from where I'm from

I want it (I want it) , I need it (I need it)

I'm fiendin' (I'm fiendin') , close my eyes

I wish for (Wish for) you right here (You right here)

I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin')

Sky rockets

Blowin' through the Westside

We found love

Through the smoke and the fire (Fire)

My first memories came from Fig and 87th

'95 baby, best friend name was Heaven

So when shit felt like hell

she was disguised as the blessing

'Cause granny did the dope and mama did the selling

Kissed my first girl, uh, rode my first bike, uh

Tied my first shoe, got in my first fight

Well, alright, moved to Denker and 52nd

Guess who mom's pregnant? Malik was such a blessing

My first lil' bro and what do you know?

They get to shooting outside, moms tucked me on the floor

Big-ass belly damn near smushed me

Tough times make tough people, look where it took me

Whole time, a nigga died on our corner

Got his shit handed

tell me why his beer was still standing?

Ma (Yes?) , do you remember

When they was shooting outside the, the front door

And you was pregnant

(Uh-huh, and that man got killed, uh-huh)

And you, and you tackled me

when you was like eight months pregnant

And damn near squished me?

(Yes, I remember, I remember, hahahahaha)

So, and di— didn't the nigga die like

right on the porch or somethin' like that?

He died on the corner, he died on the corner

And his beer was sitting straight up, I remember that

I want it (I want it) , I need it (I need it)

I'm fiendin' (I'm fiendin') , close my eyes

I wish for (Wish for) you right here (You right here)

I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin')

Sky rockets

Blowin' through the Westside

We found love

Through the smoke and the fire

For the wicked