[Lyric] Where You From (Ahmad Anonimis)

[Intro]
This little bag gone clutch this arm (I’m just trying to yo the feeling)
Hope this flight got carry on (I’m just trying to yo the feeling)
This little bag gone clutch this arm (I’m just trying to yo the feeling)
Hope this flight got carry on (I’m just trying to yo the feeling)

[Bridge]
From the moon and city sun
Seen a scene for everyone
I don’t care bout where you run
Problems when it’s where you from

[Chorus]
From the moon and city sun
Seen a scene for everyone
I don’t care bout where you run
Problems when it’s where you from
From the moon and city sun
Seen a scene for everyone
I don’t care bout where you run
Problems when it’s where you from
[Verse 1]
Baby till I get to you, I’m going to invest the toll
ATL a melting pot, I didn’t just mix that bowl
Pour my heart into these lyrics till you hear my soul
If the whole plate hot, I’m gone heat my cold
Other niggas lost hope but ima’ just keep at it
A fiend for this rap music, fiend, I’m a have it
Respect from my city and this world, I’m a grab it
Your attention is a must and this lust, I’m a have it
Allegedly a legend, heard that legend through the stratus
Fear me, it’s only been a year of me batting
Crunch time, who got gems, you see abs then
Working out this stress, dog I feel like a mad man
Know that life is a bitch and I could be tapping her ass
Put my faith in these women, when all I know is their @
I just run from my past because I know where I’m at
Nigga fell off the road, my fucking smiles a cast

[Chorus]
From the moon and city sun
Seen a scene for everyone
I don’t care bout where you run
Problems when it’s where you from
From the moon and city sun
Seen a scene for everyone
I don’t care bout where you run
Problems when it’s where you from
[Verse 2]
From a place of doubt, place me in the house
I been out the way, all this shit ain’t weighting out
Mama’s only son, all the sun been shading out
Faith in bad decisions, hope the good weighting out
These not real friends, they just stand in’s nigga
At the kick back, awkward, just standing nigga
Skinny nigga dreams, hidden in that standard figure
I can take a standard picture to a canvas scripture
Took off, ran by, where I go
Float high, see sky, where I go
Kami, yokai, I’m a ghost
My heart, my home on the go
Anxious, real shit, breathe slow
Ain’t shit, so what, she knows
Ain’t this my run, me go
Run this, Young blitz, run slow

[Outro]
Entertain the bullshit
Run from the bullshit
Entertain the bullshit
Run from the bullshit

Slowly dreaming of your face
85 south bound today
A town where my road get paved
City hold my tears and pain
This little bag gone clutch this arm
Hope this flight got carry on
This little bag gone clutch this arm
Hope this flight got carry on