Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Santana Blocc, yeah COMPTOSHADE You can see it in my face though Uh [Verse 1] Mama said “stand tall” I took that down Rosecrans Right by the swap meet Shirt tucked in, that slow stance Homies on the front porch Noddin’ like “you gon’ be great” Graffiti on the brick wall Spellin’ everything it took to escape But I ain’t run from it I became sum’n Turn the weight of the world To a bass drum rumblin’ They point fingers at the map Like it’s cursed where I stay I see kids ridin’ bikes Hear them laughin’ all day [Chorus] I’m from Compton You can’t shade my shine COMPTOSHADE But the block still mine They gon’ talk, they gon’ doubt They gon’ throw that hate around I believe in my city So my city hold me down I’m from Compton You can’t shade my glow COMPTOSHADE Watch the whole thing grow They gon’ talk, they gon’ doubt But we built from solid ground I believe in my people So my people hold me down (yeah) [Verse 2] Seen red and blue lights Flash off the palm trees Seen all this pain Turn cousins into concrete Still, auntie at the grill Smell the smoke in the breeze Little sisters jump rope Singin’ off-key Yeah, that’s home Even when it hurt me deep I wear “CPT” Like it’s stitched in my sleep They call us lost But I see future in the face of my folks Every corner got a story Every story got hope [Bridge] They say “you from where?” Like I’m supposed to feel shame (nah) I say “I’m from there” Like it’s carved in my veins If they hate, let ‘em hate They don’t live what we live We survived all of that Now we got more to give (more to give) [Chorus] I’m from Compton You can’t shade my shine COMPTOSHADE But the block still mine They gon’ talk, they gon’ doubt They gon’ throw that hate around I believe in my city So my city hold me down I’m from Compton You can’t shade my glow COMPTOSHADE Watch the whole thing grow They gon’ talk, they gon’ doubt But we built from solid ground I believe in my people So my people hold me down (hold me down)
Tags
rap, West Coast lowrider slap with rubbery bass, crisp rimshots, and eerie keys; male vocals laid back but confident, doubling on the hook. Subtle talkbox harmonies in the chorus, beat drops to half-time on the bridge then slams back in for the final hook.
Duration
2:01
Instrumental
No
Created
1/26/2026