My Era - Jim Jones, Maino, Drama

Heatmakerz

Crack Music

Right about this time, I’d like to say a prayer for everyone out there

Bow your heads

Twelve sinners all around the world

Pray for y’all

I can dig it, uh-huh

Pray for me, I pray for you

I even pray for my enemies too, you heard?

Where I’m from, we don’t live long

The good die young

Where you from?

Where I’m from

It still get cold in the summertime and dark in the daytime

Where I’m from

I seen all the toughest niggas fold and I swear it didn’t take time

I watched niggas go and change, did in no time

They gon' try and throw shade so we don’t shine

We gon' buy forty Rollies for the old time

They don’t wanna see us shine, we don’t pay 'em no mind, yeah

We got fresh watchin' the Dapper Dan era

I’m from that come up short, smack you and your man era

Runnin' 'round, a thousand grams inside a hundred grand Carrera

Rockin' two G’s, a couple grand on the sweater, uh

Add 'em up, these is Gucci mathematics (Breathe)

To get some fresh airs, I want pump like an asthmatic, no cap (Breathe, nigga)

I’m just runnin' down a list of things

I hit the jeweler, I got the watch and gotta get the ring (Facts)

I’m still flyin' through Harlam, you think the whip had wings (Woo)

And everybody got the throne until they hit the 'caine (Boom)

That nigga speakin' malice

But he so valid, he send out hits like Khaled (We the Best)

Shit, they take his top off in that Maybach

Forgive me, God, don’t let me say that (Chill)

But Lord knows I been to hell, I’m on my way back (I'm comin')

I’m ridin' dirty in that foreign for that payback

Where I’m from

It still get cold in the summertime and dark in the daytime

Where I’m from

I seen all the toughest niggas fold and I swear it didn’t take time

I watched niggas go and change, did in no time

They gon' try and throw shade so we don’t shine

We gon' buy forty Rollies for the old time

They don’t wanna see us shine, we don’t pay 'em no mind, yeah

I’m from that rope chain, cocaine, the crack era

TNT came, we tossed out packs era

Took money, ski mask, them gloves was black leather

Friends dead, RIP on the wall with black letters, ayy

Lord forgive us, nobody prepared all us

On the road to riches, a cell what’s waitin' for us

At court, hopin' somebody came with bail for us

'Fore them warrants popped up, they try to leave us locked up

Red light green, them G’s was yellin' go

Idolize dope dealers, bought Beamers off sellin' blow (Yeah)

Runnin' up the bread, my business was gettin' more (Word)

'Til they see me come through in black coupes with yellow hoes

I’m a god in my ghetto, beat odds in my ghetto

Spinned blocks, threw shots, survived wars in my ghetto (Yeah)

Kept it on me like I glued my palm to the metal

You can’t call God when you fuck with the wrong devil (Let's go)

They underrated my greatness

Anti-lame, I’m not related to fake shit

Took a vow never to live broke, we stay rich

Bed-Stuy fly, where young killers go apeshit (Yeah)

Where I’m from

It still get cold in the summertime and dark in the daytime

Where I’m from

I seen all the toughest niggas fold and I swear it didn’t take time

I watched niggas go and change, did in no time

They gon' try and throw shade so we don’t shine

We gon' buy forty Rollies for the old time

They don’t wanna see us shine, we don’t pay 'em no mind, yeah

Yeah, I’m from

And dark in the daytime, ooh

I’m from

Swear it didn’t take time, no

Did in no time

Shade so we don’t shine

For the old times

We don’t pay 'em no mind, no