Ron Lee - Where You From

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It ain't bout when you make it... its perfect timing
Penitentiary gates...im right back to shinning
FUck if they hating.. im steady grinding
Look ..look...

(Verse 1)
It ain't bout when you make it ,its perfect timing
Out them penitentiary gates im right back to shinning
Give a fuck if they hating im steady grinding
Keep the tool off safety military minded
Niggas outchea catching cases.. nobody dying
Oh boy say he ya dog... why he testifying
Oh girl sniffing that raw..got her momma crying
Selling pussy and all..use to be a dime
Keep one eye open when i ride through the southside
Aye pay attention to the signs you get hogtied
Er since young nigga (shiiit) i been bout mines
Paper chasing money making (shiiit) never drop dimes
Salute the real on the batterfield
Some true soilders at heart tryna make a mil
Immma keep it trill thats the way we live
Thug life run through my blood
I bleed this shit forreal
Kill or be killed
(yeahh)
(chorus) X2

I be wit da goons (nigga)
I hang in the slums
Dont come round here talking
All that shit where you from
Bout stacking some money (nigga)
We play with the gun
If i catch you round here lacking
Then im gone leave you numb (i said)

(Verse 2)

We thugging the blade (nigga)
We play with them K's
Never catch us round here faking
We been bout dumping da flav
Da money we made
All these hoes getting slayed
And all of my wicked secrets
Imma take take to da grave
Its real outchea
Kill or be killed outchea
And no rules in da game
Keep your steel outchea
Tryna make a mil outchea
Ain't missing no meals outchea
Lace up my shoes
Im down to ride to pay da bills outchea
Niggas be balling for fame
Case come.. dey saying ya name
Police investigation im just praying dey ain't
Thats why we stacking some change
And run them packs till we can't
Pay dues take care your fam
So your son won't sell train
Aye take a walk in my shoes (free my nigga shoes)
If you boys get outta line imma give you da blues
You pussys making the news
Knock a nigga out dey shoes
I must of lost my fucking mind
Cause im missing some screws
(i said)
(chorus X2)

I be wit da goons (nigga)
I hang in the slums
Dont come round here talking
All that shit where you from
Bout stacking some money (nigga)
We play with the gun
If i catch you round here lacking
Then im gone leave you numb (i said)
 
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Introducing Ron-Lee: Unveiling the Streets of Southside Richmond

Draped in the soul of Southside Richmond, emerging hip-hop sensation Ron-Lee brings an authentic narrative to the rap game. Signed under the influential banner of Don’t Fold Entertainment, this young artist is poised to carve his name into the annals of hip-hop history.

Ron-Lee’s moniker is more than just a name; it’s a testament to his roots. Born and raised in “Southside Richmond, VA,” he grew up in a one-parent household with his father facing the harsh realities of incarceration. Despite the adversity, Ron-Lee’s mom, with the unwavering support of his grandparents, held down the fort. This foundation has fueled his music, creating a tapestry woven with love, struggle, and resilience.
Raised alongside three siblings, Ron-Lee draws strength from his familial bonds. The indelible mark of his father’s incarceration remains a poignant memory, shaping his narrative and inspiring his artistry.

Ron-Lee’s musical odyssey commenced at the tender age of 14. Fueled by the pulse of trap and the raw emotion of pain music, his sound resonates with the heartbeat of the streets.
In the sonic realm, Ron-Lee’s style mirrors the duality of his experiences—melding trap beats with the heartfelt resonance of pain music. Channeling the spirit of BG, SOULJA SILM, and RICK ROSS, he weaves a musical tapestry that reflects his gritty lifestyle.

Partnering with Don’t Fold Entertainment, Ron-Lee stands shoulder-to-shoulder with some of the industry’s brightest talents. This partnership amplifies his journey, promising a trajectory far beyond the city limits.
Motivated by his life experiences, Ron-Lee’s lyrics transcend the commonplace. His motivation? A lifestyle shaped by the hustle, a relentless drive, and unwavering loyalty.
While the world eagerly anticipates his debut, Ron-Lee has yet to release his musical creations. But as the saying goes, patience is a virtue, and the streets are buzzing with anticipation.

Not merely an artist but a multifaceted individual, Ron-Lee boasts football awards from his formative years and a commitment to sharing real-life stories through his music. The accolades may have yet to flood in, but Ron-Lee’s journey is a testament to the belief that the sky is the limit and the hustle never goes unnoticed.

Message to the Universe: Ron-Lee’s message is clear: “You can be whatever you want; the sky is the limit. Believe in whatever you do.”
As we eagerly await the debut sounds from Ron-Lee, one thing is sure—the streets of Southside Richmond have found their voice, and his name is etched in the rhythm of the city.