Slum Way
He went the slum way
Tryna off his pack from Saturday
Sunday
Only problem bout the streets is it's a one way
Fall victim to the system or the gun play
My people stepping
Poppin his he got to flexing in they section
Only reason he ain't die is because the reverend
Paranoid you know he sleeping with him weapon
High speed, no chase
Ride me ok
I need... My space
So tell me why you all in my face
I dressed up in that mask to get it
I done went from rags to riches
Yea
Mm
I done hit the baddest women
I done blew a bag at Lenox
Yea Mm
I done blew a bag at Lenox
I done went from rags to riches
He went the slum way
Tryna off his pack from Saturday
Sunday
Only problem bout the streets is it's a one way
Fall victim to the system or the gun play
He want a blessing
He don't ever wanna see his people stressing
Over and over he fell again he learned his lessing
He know his niggas looking down at him from heaven
Them hittas repping
Poppin his he got to flexing in they section
Only reason he ain't die is the reverend
Paraniod you know he sleeping wit his weapon
Sunny or rain
They throwing shade
I need away
To numb the pain
She wanna blow a bag today
I hop out in that jag or wraith
I mess around and the crash the wraith
I'm blessed just like the pastor say
He went the slum way
Tryna off his pack from saturday
Sunday
Only problem bout the streets is its a one way
Fall victim to the system or the gun play
Tryna off his pack from Saturday
Sunday
Only problem bout the streets is it's a one way
Fall victim to the system or the gun play
My people stepping
Poppin his he got to flexing in they section
Only reason he ain't die is because the reverend
Paranoid you know he sleeping with him weapon
High speed, no chase
Ride me ok
I need... My space
So tell me why you all in my face
I dressed up in that mask to get it
I done went from rags to riches
Yea
Mm
I done hit the baddest women
I done blew a bag at Lenox
Yea Mm
I done blew a bag at Lenox
I done went from rags to riches
He went the slum way
Tryna off his pack from Saturday
Sunday
Only problem bout the streets is it's a one way
Fall victim to the system or the gun play
He want a blessing
He don't ever wanna see his people stressing
Over and over he fell again he learned his lessing
He know his niggas looking down at him from heaven
Them hittas repping
Poppin his he got to flexing in they section
Only reason he ain't die is the reverend
Paraniod you know he sleeping wit his weapon
Sunny or rain
They throwing shade
I need away
To numb the pain
She wanna blow a bag today
I hop out in that jag or wraith
I mess around and the crash the wraith
I'm blessed just like the pastor say
He went the slum way
Tryna off his pack from saturday
Sunday
Only problem bout the streets is its a one way
Fall victim to the system or the gun play
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Writer(s): Joseph Hobbs
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