DeAngelo Xavier, Munee - Where I'm from Lyrics

Pour some liquor for the homies that we lost
A product of my environment
We project living, we do shit different, plotting on someone else
Welcome to Norfolk City
Better hope it ain’t raining cause you’ll flood in it
Trying to drive downtown that’s when the floods hit you 
We all athletes, we burning up track meets
We the hit squad for my niggas on Black D
Better bring some cleats if you’re planning a robbery
Trying to get some money and they do it by any means
Ain’t no bank accounts, a nigga rather fold money
In a shoebox the money that they stole from me 
Ain’t no get backs in this game niggas is shooting craps 
Until them boys pull it’ll end all that
I never been the type that wanna get in trouble
Cause the problems that we face would make a mother suffer, stupid
Still did it I was easily influenced by the nature of the evils I seen I was numb to it 
And making friends won’t no better now here’s the logic
If we throw hands then you’re becoming an easy target
We used trespass through trailer parks and spark
Beefing with any motherfucka that tried to play us
Running down the boulevard to catch a movie
Until the cop cars ended up fucking pursuing me, shit
I’m So Newark it’s tatted in my flesh
I jumped off the porch beating ass off the steps
Ask my uncles i wanted the rock but never fumbled
I tried my hand bro got knocked we never crumbled
I remember Red brought Rap City to the block
And had Joe Clair at my grandma spot
Man I’m so Newark 18th to 12th ave
Dog Mann Mike Skillz OG’z was all we had
Riding round in stolen car like it’s recess
Took plenty losses in the game had to reset
I move down to Virginia became a deep threat
I’m on a route to score nigga fuck a heat check
Built my name in this rap shit so it’s concrete
I'm quiet with storm niggas think it’s Mobb Deep
I’m so Newark Virginia riding passenger seat
South Carolina in the back got my Geechies with me
Let it register bitch I’m going straight for the kill,I’m a hustler hungry for a meal and a mill
See I’m searching for the answers dodging all these roadblocks
Ya eyes open but ya blindfolded like birdbox
Tell under oath watch how it clashes
So when you bring that smoke you dump them ashes
Niggas thinks it’s a joke but we ain’t flashing
You see the play action but we ain’t passing
Better call them audibles i pick apart of few
Give it up or call it quits
Is what you outta do
I been cooking so long i need a new pot
Baking soda the flow and call it new rock
Bitch

Pour some liquor for the homies that we lost
A product of my environment
We project living, we do shit different, plotting on someone else
Welcome to Norfolk City
Better hope it ain’t raining cause you’ll flood in it
Trying to drive downtown that’s when the floods hit you 
We all athletes, we burning up track meets
We the hit squad for my niggas on Black D
Better bring some cleats if you’re planning a robbery
Trying to get some money and they do it by any means
Ain’t no bank accounts, a nigga rather fold money
In a shoebox the money that they stole from me 
Ain’t no get backs in this game niggas is shooting craps 
Until them boys pull it’ll end all that
I never been the type that wanna get in trouble
Cause the problems that we face would make a mother suffer, stupid
Still did it I was easily influenced by the nature of the evils I seen I was numb to it 
And making friends won’t no better now here’s the logic
If we throw hands then you’re becoming an easy target
We used trespass through trailer parks and spark
Beefing with any motherfucka that tried to play us
Running down the boulevard to catch a movie
Until the cop cars ended up fucking pursuing me, shit
I’m So Newark it’s tatted in my flesh
I jumped off the porch beating ass off the steps
Ask my uncles i wanted the rock but never fumbled
I tried my hand bro got knocked we never crumbled
I remember Red brought Rap City to the block
And had Joe Clair at my grandma spot
Man I’m so Newark 18th to 12th ave
Dog Mann Mike Skillz OG’z was all we had
Riding round in stolen car like it’s recess
Took plenty losses in the game had to reset
I move down to Virginia became a deep threat
I’m on a route to score nigga fuck a heat check
Built my name in this rap shit so it’s concrete
I'm quiet with storm niggas think it’s Mobb Deep
I’m so Newark Virginia riding passenger seat
South Carolina in the back got my Geechies with me
Let it register bitch I’m going straight for the kill,I’m a hustler hungry for a meal and a mill
See I’m searching for the answers dodging all these roadblocks
Ya eyes open but ya blindfolded like birdbox
Tell under oath watch how it clashes
So when you bring that smoke you dump them ashes
Niggas thinks it’s a joke but we ain’t flashing
You see the play action but we ain’t passing
Better call them audibles i pick apart of few
Give it up or call it quits
Is what you outta do
I been cooking so long i need a new pot
Baking soda the flow and call it new rock
Bitch