Come From

By Trappo Stoke

Released on November 11, 2020

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[Hook]

Nobody makes it where I come from

Came from the bottom, really came up from the dungeon

Grew up in Shelton, that's the ends where I come from

Riding with them glizzies with my bros, we're tryna hunt some

Nobody makes it where I come from

Came from the bottom, really came up from the dungeon

Grew up in Shelton, that's the ends where I come from

Riding with them glizzies with my bros, we'rе tryna hunt some


[Verse 1]

My bros them are riding, I see thеm pagans hiding

I ride with my G's and I ride with the pipes in

My dons are some gorillas, you pussies just be liars

Roll with my G's in the jungle, we some lions

I ride with my G's, and you know you ain't touching none of me

Cause you know that I've really got it on me

Cah you know that I roll with my zombie

Yeah I take a man's soul if you're fucking with my gang

Better know my team, yeah we've never been prang

Two shots in your back if you fuck with my akh

Man all know that I don't really chat on my raps

Cah you know that I've really been diligent

We've got the juice and my dons, they be spilling it

Yeah you know that my dons all killers, ride in them dingers

Take a man's life, you know we've got them itchy fingers


[Hook]

Nobody makes it where I come from

Came from the bottom, really came up from the dungeon

Grew up in Shelton, that's the ends where I come from

Riding with them glizzies with my bros, we're tryna hunt some

Nobody makes it where I come from

Came from the bottom, really came up from the dungeon

Grew up in Shelton, that's the ends where I come from

Riding with them glizzies with my bros, we're tryna hunt some


[Verse 2]

A lot of man that used to hate on me

Now they see me doing my ting, making my P

Tryna get this moolah, tryna stack it to the ceiling

Remember times when I used to see you leaving

Tryna get this moolah, tryna get my bands up

Remember all those times I had no money, I was bankrupt

Now I'm tryna go and really get my stack up

All my broskis, I don't really need no back up

Riding with my G's, yeah you know we've got that big strap

In that trench coat, you probably think that I was Big Shaq

Hit a man down, feed him plenty like a Big Mac

And you better know that my donnies, we gon' kill tracks

Kill man, man a better know that I'm saucy

Bad bitch on me, she's moving kinda naughty

With my broskis and you know we've got it on me


[Hook]

Nobody makes it where I come from

Came from the bottom, really came up from the dungeon

Grew up in Shelton, that's the ends where I come from

Riding with them glizzies with my bros, we're tryna hunt some

Nobody makes it where I come from

Came from the bottom, really came up from the dungeon

Grew up in Shelton, that's the ends where I come from

Riding with them glizzies with my bros, we're tryna hunt some