Where You From chords by 21 Savage

Key: C# Minor

🎸 Intro:

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Shit, when you see the real niggas gettin' out the way,

that shit is dead 'cause ain't no one wants any
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These niggas try it, these niggas movin' the goalpost on everybody
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Man, this shit is some pussy ass shit, man
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We see a nigga like, just accept that it's over with, like, man
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The first nigga that denounce the street stuff gon' be that nigga
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Street dead, the street's still dead

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Savage, where you from? G Block, where they bomb
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Shit like Vietnam, gun smoke in my lungs
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Extendos and them drums, you boys don't want a crumb
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They come knock off your king, then turn 'round, get your pawns
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Gen F#m with the switch
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Like my nigga Nudy, I'll never leave the G#m
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Like my nigga Chubbs, I'll never leave the 6ix
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Bitch, don't cut my Trish, you ball up your fist
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But we pull up with sticks
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They gon' eat if I make you a plate
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Niggas pussy, we takin' they pape
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Out the sunroof, I'm swingin' that K
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Get to wavin' it at you like, "Hey"
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Pussy, don't ask me 'bout Metro or Drake
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Play with either, get shot in the face, pussy
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Gun shots for everybody, us, never them, nigga
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Why the fuck you think they call me Savage?
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Any bitch that I'm fuckin' the baddest
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Never been with a nigga who had it
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Then she met me and now I'm her daddy
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Zone G#m, I grew up in the madness
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We come straight in your hood and we smash it
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I like robbin' the niggas who flashin'
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If you thought it was smoke, nigga, ask me
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In the Phantom, just me and my Draco
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And these hollows'll hit you in ClayCo
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I done bought out a Quagen in Waco
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Any less than a ticket is Play Doh
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She gon' eat up that dick when I say so
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Ain't no love for a rat, free Ksoo
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I got bakin' soda, it ain't a cake though
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Watch show the day and the date, ho
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Lord, forgive me, I'm committin' sins
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Lockin' Ls like I ain't win
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Real nigga, I got fake friends
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Lotta Ms that I can't spend
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Always ready when we can't spin
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Ain't a corner that we ain't been
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Pussy nigga say he gettin' money
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We'll catch him lackin' at the bank then
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Buy a pint and put it in the soda
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Vacuum seal, tryna hide the odor
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Hit the lot and get a new whip
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I'm a rich nigga, I go in the motor
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Millionaire, but I'm still a soldier
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Whack the shooter, nigga, and who drove you?
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Big pole like the North Pole, but we keep poles 'cause the streets colder
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You ain't like that, stop cappin'
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Make a billion, I'ma stop rappin'
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Bots on this car, got 'em trackin'
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One slip, he get caught in traffic
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Used to hide the money in the mattress
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Too much of it now, I just stack it
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Opps funny like they Tiff Haddish
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Rock out with the stick, Lenny Kravitz
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Pussy





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Rock out with the stick like I'm Travis Barker
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Rock out with the stick like I'm B.B. King
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(You go against this shit, nigga, you get the belt, nigga)
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Rock out with the stick like I'm Jimi Hendrix
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Rock out on your coach, rock out on your team (Unlimited belt)
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All you internet niggas, I see you
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All you content creators
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Catch you down bad and break your MacBook
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Break your iPhone, bitch ass nigga, fuck you
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You know how I rock, nigga
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One up top in the Glock, nigga
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Fah
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Southside
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Wheezy outta here





🎸 Outro:
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Shit, I remember, I remember when, me and, goddamn
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You know we be ridin' them dracos cars and shit
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I had, uh, a J Cadillac, right, a Cadillac, um, car, like a Sedan and this
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And this nigga thought it was my car 'cause every time I go serve him,
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I used to, I used to, uh, serve in that car
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So one day, he pulled up, he gave me the money
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And I got out like I was gon' holler like I usually do
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I left the nigga in the car, and let—
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He kept callin', I'm like, "Bro, you can have that car, bro, you're buggin'"
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The truth