CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Where I’m From

Verse 1: Trace Blam
My life is cold pizza, dope beats and studio sessions
To be the best believe that hard work's the key to progression
Evil's release me, but I've done seen deepest impression
I'm from a place where the streets can leave the weak in a second
Seen the hardest cats break down in tears just wasn't strong enough
But that make them less of a man emotions are part of us
They stress relieve us, deliver us delete the deepest clout
How Moses split the Red Sea tiptoe to my finger got the plug
I'm too dope to host glow in minimal shine
My grind is tape made, just takes a couple minutes to rise
To get to know focus slowly take the glimpse in my eyes
And truth be told I wasn't smoking when I penciled this rhyme
Check it, there here is straight honesty not late for show tardy
I wrote this off a bad morning breath and cold coffee
Don't sit and chase your dream, go out and get it yo
Cuz I've been chasin this one for a minute or so
Check it

Hook: Trace Blam
I'm from a place where if you want it you gotta go and get it
This here is the writing on the wall towards the road to riches
Now I'ma go get it, now I'ma go get it, now I'ma go get it, now I'ma go get it
(x2)

Verse 2: Trace Blam
Raise your glasses you know what we about to toast to
I'm Trace blam that represents the 410 dude
Slowly keep the snakes in the grass so I had to weed them out
And give release to all of these people that's tryna cramp my style
I made a plan that's paper chase I ain't playin around
To hand in hand cheddars was keepin me out of hand me downs
Ain't an accomplishment or glorified scheme
Cuz making money don't always take your mind off of things
Been so stressed out can tell that it was hurting my health
I'm the literal sense of playing with the cards you were dealt
I got high so when I'm selling drugs I mirror myself
And serve up good hits cuz bad sh*t is harder to sell
Loosing a hold of me or brolic or I'm place in control
Buying biz, guns and drugs with every gram that was sold
Been exposed to what life is a lesson you gotta live and learn
And snatch and roll like expectations of how the world turns