Story of the Slums 2

Slums baby, we in the slums (Look)

I ain't got ya average rapper story
Came up both parents they were clapping for me
Graduated high school and college courses
Still a nigga struggle on whatever course

And it what cost me
Couple friends i done lost and
Still in a slave space paid by the bosses
Daily on my face is a rage when i walk in
Gotta keep it sane for my name and my folks (You dig)
Could never let them put me in a deeper hold, sleeper hold
For the people that wouldn't believe in him
Even though he is gold
I'm reaching to peak for goals
Speak for those, who don't even see what be going on
He just know, the Jordans on his feet, he need them on
Lick the sole
Funny how we're taught
But we don't know (Look, look, look, look)
It all comes down to how you view things
Money off of trees that's a true saying
Rollin up a leaf to reduce pain
Running for my city like I'm Usain
Bolt ima go on, the show it must go on
My dough i don't show off, for reasons i know of
If you you know you got it you don't need to flex it
First stack i had stashed in a textbook
No coincidence, paper was a lesson there
Got me in a space less limited limits here
Viewed as a villain here, killing where never winning fair
Moving through, wheeling the coupe, their feelings in the rear, view, this a rare view
Booth, and i made school, cool, got some paid loot
True that you can too

They always try to say what could've been done (Tryna say)
You don't the struggle coming from the slums (You don't know)
Many ways to get it never only one (Never one)
When you level up you not the only one (The only one)
That you do it for (Do it for) family and sons (Family)
Tryna build a brand, family and sons (Family)
Never should they struggle how i came up (Never that)
Family events in a range truck (We out)

Bigger bankrolls, never they give us credit
Taking what we created rename it or reinvent it
Never mind I'm just venting, my demise they would bet on
You don't even see when you scheme, they inherit
G'z are they clever? Louis i don't care for, believe me
Steez keep it neat never settled
3 piece, slim fit, feet on gas pedal
Had to cut the weed for a season got better
Funny, this is something momma prayed for
Many nights, laying up hear my moms praying hard
Ways and better jobs, you raised amazing sons
Ain't no need to worry ma we being patient as it comes
But I'm taking all cause we're owed a lot
As far as jobs
Only black they admire is that coffee pot (Coffee pot)
Do what you gotta do to get off the block (Off the block)
Move how you gotta move just avoid the cops
True shit, thoughts of being shook in my cool whip
Cause i do tints you can't view in, who in it?
Probably put my hands through the roof there
Give proof no tool here
But even in the past they ain't shoot fair (They ain't shoot fair)
Even if we have all of they credentials
They wanna keep us away from full potential
You gotta own shit dog, fucc a rental
Then you can pull up with a Benz view (Skrrt)



Credits
Writer(s): Tajh Moyse
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