Where You From chords by 21 Savage
Guitar chords with lyrics
Key: C# Minor 🎸 Intro: C#m Shit, when you see the real niggas gettin' out the way, that shit is dead 'cause ain't no one wants any C#m These niggas try it, these niggas movin' the goalpost on everybody C#m Man, this shit is some pussy ass shit, man C#m We see a nigga like, just accept that it's over with, like, man C#m The first nigga that denounce the street stuff gon' be that nigga C#m Street dead, the street's still dead
C#m Savage, where you from? G Block, where they bomb C#m Shit like Vietnam, gun smoke in my lungs C#m Extendos and them drums, you boys don't want a crumb C#m They come knock off your king, then turn 'round, get your pawns C#m Gen F#m with the switch C#m Like my nigga Nudy, I'll never leave the G#m C#m Like my nigga Chubbs, I'll never leave the 6ix C#m Bitch, don't cut my Trish, you ball up your fist C#m But we pull up with sticks C#m They gon' eat if I make you a plate C#m Niggas pussy, we takin' they pape C#m Out the sunroof, I'm swingin' that K C#m Get to wavin' it at you like, "Hey" C#m Pussy, don't ask me 'bout Metro or Drake C#m Play with either, get shot in the face, pussy C#m Gun shots for everybody, us, never them, nigga C#m Why the fuck you think they call me Savage? C#m Any bitch that I'm fuckin' the baddest C#m Never been with a nigga who had it C#m Then she met me and now I'm her daddy C#m Zone G#m, I grew up in the madness C#m We come straight in your hood and we smash it C#m I like robbin' the niggas who flashin' C#m If you thought it was smoke, nigga, ask me C#m In the Phantom, just me and my Draco C#m And these hollows'll hit you in ClayCo C#m I done bought out a Quagen in Waco C#m Any less than a ticket is Play Doh C#m She gon' eat up that dick when I say so C#m Ain't no love for a rat, free Ksoo C#m I got bakin' soda, it ain't a cake though C#m Watch show the day and the date, ho C#m Lord, forgive me, I'm committin' sins C#m Lockin' Ls like I ain't win C#m Real nigga, I got fake friends C#m Lotta Ms that I can't spend C#m Always ready when we can't spin C#m Ain't a corner that we ain't been C#m Pussy nigga say he gettin' money C#m We'll catch him lackin' at the bank then C#m Buy a pint and put it in the soda C#m Vacuum seal, tryna hide the odor C#m Hit the lot and get a new whip C#m I'm a rich nigga, I go in the motor C#m Millionaire, but I'm still a soldier C#m Whack the shooter, nigga, and who drove you? C#m Big pole like the North Pole, but we keep poles 'cause the streets colder C#m You ain't like that, stop cappin' C#m Make a billion, I'ma stop rappin' C#m Bots on this car, got 'em trackin' C#m One slip, he get caught in traffic C#m Used to hide the money in the mattress C#m Too much of it now, I just stack it C#m Opps funny like they Tiff Haddish C#m Rock out with the stick, Lenny Kravitz C#m Pussy C#m Rock out with the stick like I'm Travis Barker C#m Rock out with the stick like I'm B.B. King C#m (You go against this shit, nigga, you get the belt, nigga) C#m Rock out with the stick like I'm Jimi Hendrix C#m Rock out on your coach, rock out on your team (Unlimited belt) C#m All you internet niggas, I see you C#m All you content creators C#m Catch you down bad and break your MacBook C#m Break your iPhone, bitch ass nigga, fuck you C#m You know how I rock, nigga C#m One up top in the Glock, nigga C#m Fah C#m Southside C#m Wheezy outta here 🎸 Outro: C#m Shit, I remember, I remember when, me and, goddamn C#m You know we be ridin' them dracos cars and shit C#m I had, uh, a J Cadillac, right, a Cadillac, um, car, like a Sedan and this C#m And this nigga thought it was my car 'cause every time I go serve him, C#m I used to, I used to, uh, serve in that car C#m So one day, he pulled up, he gave me the money C#m And I got out like I was gon' holler like I usually do C#m I left the nigga in the car, and let— C#m He kept callin', I'm like, "Bro, you can have that car, bro, you're buggin'" C#m The truth
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