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   Yeah
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Ouuuu
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I'm from the weeeeest

[Verse 1]
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Che Che Che
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Igbo kwenu hey
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Naija boy they love how I accentuate
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Most my partners trynna ball like the NBA
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So they out here moving products like it’s Mary Kay
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I don't knock 'em I just know the game
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They ain’t slaves, they just really love the whips and chains
G
The more things change, the more things stay the same
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When I flow every corner see fire like I'm Kane
Em
So I spit fire, no extinguisher
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Might just teach Fat some Igbo to make her a bilingual
G
Speaker, keep up I'll teach ya to aim right with that thing you pull
                                       Dm
Outcho britches when yo' finger itches cause you ain't too keen to wool
             G
Being pulled over yo got you pressed like a license plate
C                                                                               G
You a goofy if Lucy could press yo' buyttons and getcha heated like microwaves, (ouu)
G
You, might just need to meditate
                                 C
Get yo' mind out that vegetative state
C
It's time to elevate

[Chorus]
G                          C
Cause I came straight from out the slums
G
So I need a check like them Jordan 1S
                        C
I swear this for all of my day ones
         G                     C         D
Out here making bread but they came from crumbs

[Verse 2]
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Look flow hotter than pepper spray
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Spit it for my kinky hair kinsmen that have been led astray
E
More than bullets from those who pull it in hopes to decimate
                            D
All they opps, cause on our blocks we learnt to regulate from
G                          C                                                       G
Warren G, It’s kinda easy, when ya listen to that G’D up sound I had it on repeat, (ouu)
                      Em
Then I got it out the mud
Em
Walked straight out the puddle
C                                              D                           G
Where I'm from you yapping they start clapping like it’s time to break the huddle
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Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuu
G
Ready break
G
I remember eating free lunch with them heavy trays
                      Em
Most my homeboys blew heavy haze after seventh grade
            G
And most my homegirls had oval edges with heavy lace

[Pre Chorus]
                     C
It's time to elevate (yea)
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If they hatin' baby let 'em hate, (yea)
                                     C
You can see me shinin’ in the shade, (yea)
G
We done came up on some better days

[Pre Chorus]
                     C
It's time to elevate
G
If they hatin' baby let 'em hate, (yea)
                                     C
You can see me shinin’ in the shade, (yea)
G
We done came up on some better days

[Bridge]
            Em                C   G
'Cus I came straight from out the slums,
                  Em        C      G
So I need a check like them Jordan 1S
                     Em    C
I swear this for all of my day ones,
         G      Em        C              D
Out here making bread but they came from crumbs

[Outro]
G
'Cus I came straight from out the slums,
     Em   G
So I need a check like them Jordan 1S
        C                      G
I swear this for all of my day ones,
G
Out here making bread but they came from crumbs