Bodega Bamz: “My mom and my dad got a divorce when I was about 21. My father felt pity because it affected me and my brother. So he built a studio for us. We were using it and getting comfortable with it. Then, abruptly, [he took it away from us] because we were being very defiant and disrespectful. So he locked up the studio. He eventually told us to get the fuck out and changed the locks to the crib. So we had no studio, we had nowhere to go and Ohla had sleep in his car for a few days.
We were at my grandmother’s crib for a year but then my grandma caught a stroke. My family started pointing the finger at us saying she had a stroke because of our loud music.
“By the grace of God we thankfully have family who care, so my grandma took us in. We took the studio to my grandma’s crib after my father said he’d throw it on the street.
“We were at my grandmother’s crib for a year but then my grandma caught a stroke. My family started pointing the finger at us saying she had a stroke because of our loud music. So we got kicked out of my grandma’s house because our family [overruled] my grandmother. All because of the love of music. All this shit playing in our heads like, 'Damn, our grandma almost died from music that we’re trying to pursue.'
“This is some real shit. I’m not a person that rolled out of bed and became a rapper. I went through a lot of adversity going through that. I’m never giving up because music has never given up on me.”