Lyrics: Rodney Brown Jr./Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Music: Rodney Brown Jr./Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Nigga, this the land
This bully want breake a boogeyman in the land
Tough niggas die where they stand in the land
I just flew in, 11 hours from Japan
Told me she just want to take a shower when she land
I'ma get them pounds, break them down when they land
Found my footprint in the ground, I'm from the land
Keep it a thousand, we ban niggas from the land
**** around and find out, nigga, this the land
Let me see your tattoos, nigga, where you stand?
Open up your phone, little nigga, this the land
Nigga, let the drone get a picture, take a scan
Different kind of press when you land up in the land
Different kind of dress, mix it fashion (in the land)
I swear these fast bitches getting faster (in the land)
Where money over banging don't matter (in the land)
Drop a bad bitch and go batter (in the land)
No more hoop dreams, still balling in the land
Young niggas getting hydraulic
Old niggas still know how to politics
And the young bitches still up in they wallet
It be fun in the sun 'til them guns come out
It be fun downtown 'til them bums come out
From where the daddies locked up and the sons is out
I'm from the land where they packing when the club let out
I'm from the land
105 to the 110, from the land
405 straight to the ten, from the land
101 to the 710, from the land
Bitch, I'm from the land
Bitch, we in the land
105 to the 110, from the land
405 straight to the ten, from the land
101 to the 710, from the land
Bitch, I'm from the land
Bitch, we in the land
I was gang banging with the hood on my neck
Glock black as ****, call that bitch Sheck Wes
Got a secret for my ops, I am not wearing a vest
Might stop wearing Nikes 'cause I can't be checked
Bitch sexing my phone, said your homie got wet
Told me "I ain't got no heart," cause a nigga replied "Bet"
I said, "Bitch, we gang banging, what the **** you expect?"
And plus, I ain't cried since me and my mama met
Asked the homies "Is we sliding?" And a nigga said "Yep"
Want to hear a nigga lie? Tell him "Put it on the set"
Niggas swear they going to kill me, ain't nobody did it yet
And these wrinkled-ass khakis, ain't nothing getting pressed
I'm a OG hooper, ex-college hooper
So anyway you spin it, tell them niggas I'm a shooter
Do it on camera like the nigga Ryan Coogler
My accomplice is whoever the **** driving this Uber
Hit the gas, take the
105 to the 110, from the land
405 straight to the ten, from the land
101 to the 710, from the land
Bitch, I'm from the land
Bitch, we in the land
105 to the 110, from the land
405 straight to the ten, from the land
101 to the 710, from the land
Bitch, I'm from the land
Bitch, we in the land
(Save me, baby)
(Aye, Grace turn 'em up)