Where I'm From

**BOBBY RICO — “WESTSIDE FOREVER”** **[Hook]** Look into my eyes, you can see where I'm from City on my back, yeah, I carry where I'm from From the West to the East, let the whole world know We came from the bottom, now we running the show Westside, Eastside, let the bassline knock Different cities, same dream, never letting it stop If you know where you came from, put your hands up high Bobby Rico in the building, we were born to survive **[Verse 1]** They said the West was quiet, I was listening closely Bass still shaking every block from the old streets Sunset falling while the palm trees sway Whole city got a rhythm that'll never fade away I'm talking lowrider culture, murals on the walls Legends left a blueprint, now we're answering the call Not here to recreate it, I'm creating something new Taking everything I learned and putting Bobby's point of view From the Bronx streets to the California sunshine I brought that East Coast hunger to a West Coast skyline Different scenery, but the mentality's the same You either build your name or get forgotten by the game I don't need a label just to tell me I'm official Independent mindset, every move intentional They wanted another copy, I gave them something original Now every time the beat drops, they remember the initials **[Hook]** Look into my eyes, you can see where I'm from City on my back, yeah, I carry where I'm from From the West to the East, let the whole world know We came from the bottom, now we running the show Westside, Eastside, let the bassline knock Different cities, same dream, never letting it stop If you know where you came from, put your hands up high Bobby Rico in the building, we were born to survive **[Verse 2]** Six in the morning, I'm already chasing the vision Everybody talks about winning, few respect the commitment I remember being broke, watching other people ball Now I'm building something solid that can outlast us all No need to glorify the streets just to sound authentic I survived enough to know exactly what the cost is I represent the ones who had to figure it alone The ones who turned a little hope into a family home West Coast drums with an East Coast pen Southern heat in the whip while the whole thing bends Different accents on the block but the message remains Everybody wants freedom, everybody wants change So put your city on the map, let the whole world hear If you came from somewhere tough, let 'em know you're still here This ain't about a color, this is bigger than a side It's about carrying your people every step of the ride **[Bridge — Melodic]** Wherever you go Don't forget what you know Every scar, every road Made you who you are From the city lights To the late-night rides We keep the dream alive We keep the dream alive **[Verse 3]** Now the beat slows down and I'm thinking about legacy What I leave behind matters more than celebrity I want my name attached to something bigger than fame Something my family can carry when they mention my name I've seen the game change, watched generations evolve But real storytelling never really gets old So I put my life in every sixteen I deliver Every verse another page, every hook another picture Westside forever, but I'm worldwide with it East Coast roots, cold winter nights, still I grind with it From the Bronx to LA, I built my own lane Bobby Rico on the record, let 'em remember the name No matter where you're from, if you're chasing something greater If they ever counted you out, let the struggle motivate ya Raise your city in the air, let the whole world know We don't forget where we came from when we finally get the gold **[Final Hook — Anthem]** Look into my eyes, you can see where I'm from City on my back, yeah, I carry where I'm from From the West to the East, let the whole world know We came from the bottom, now we running the show Westside, Eastside, let the bassline knock Different cities, same dream, never letting it stop If you know where you came from, put your hands up high Bobby Rico in the building, we were born to survive **[Outro]** West Coast… East Coast… Different roads. Same hunger.\