BETTA ft. XtraDaKing

It ain't where you from, it's where you be at

And what you learn while having time to settle down and relax

And when you make it on, they say "yo, put your time on the map"

And what you get profits, turn to prophet, get us out of that

But when you make it back home, the city just turn they back

Then every corner get black, it reminds you where you at

They want & flaunt the shit they never had, they corny for that

What happens to being active and getting out of the crack

My people never had communities where we could flourish

They gave that shit to tourists. Like we ain't been here

Make us disappear any way you want it

Tell me I don't have purpose. Tell me my music's worthless