**From the Bay** *(Hyphy energy, E-40 flow vibes, let's get it)* [Verse 1] Born in the soil where the fog kiss the hills, Golden Gate glowin' like a crown made of chills, From the turf to the bridge, we rep every zip, Oakland in my veins, San Fran on my lips Sideshows on MacArthur, tires screamin' "ghost ride", Whip it like it's nothin', feel the hyphy come alive, Scrape it up, dummy! windows tinted midnight black, Whole block lit, they yellin' "get hyphy" right back [Hook] I'm from the **Bay**, where the real ones play Where the fog roll thick and the dreamers don't fade From the Town to the City to Vallejo way We go **dumb**, go **stupid**, every single day **Yay Area** till I D-I-E West coast legend, that's the **B-A-Y** [Verse 2] Hella yes, hella that, throw it up for the set Crocker-Amazon, Hunters Point, we don't forget Richmond to Daly City, fillmore to the Fillmore East bay bounce, got that soul in the floorboards We rockin' Raiders, Warriors, Giants on the fit A's hat flipped back, that's that old school spit Mac Dre in the deck, E-40 on repeat Tell the world "Yadadamean??" we elite [Hook] I'm from the **Bay**, where the real ones play Where the fog roll thick and the dreamers don't fade From the Town to the City to Vallejo way We go **dumb**, go **stupid**, every single day **Yay Area** till I D-I-E West coast legend, that's the **B-A-Y** [Bridge / Outro] Fog creepin' over Twin Peaks like a ghost in the night Bay lights shinin', yeah the view outta sight From the sideshow smoke to the startup glow We the roots and the future, let the whole world know **Yay Area baby...** Hella hyphy, hella real, hella home **From the Bay** — and we never alone And the classic hyphy spirit: **Yadadamean?** Stay hyphy out there. 🌉💪
