Slum Poetry
Go hard inna paint
Yunno ima stoner go hard onna stank
I done seen niggas go hard onna pills and the drank tryna get off that shii but they cant
Road to riches bitch I come from the trenches it ain't no stoppin I done cut off the brake
Bitch I been grinding ion care what they say
They gone talk I'm just here for the money
Shit get ugly when you feel no one love you
He think I trustem boy I really don't trust you
Meek Mill give me sumn to look up to
Ima be rich tella fuck nigga fuck you
Free Lil Josh I never let no one touch you
Fuck a cigarette they got to my uncle
Is you illiterate you think ima fumble
Niggas ignorant until I do numbas
They like who tf is he, why tf he still rappin
All my supporters like bro make it happen
I looked inna mirror said go make it happen
I closed my eyes and then I dreamed of a palace
Looked down at my palm had mo green denna salad
Thats the typa shit I usually imagine
Surrounded by chaos created a savage
Forever bounce back like elastic
These niggas be faker den plastic
And these bitches too they got they ass did
65 til they lower my cascot
High af I'm happy through da madness
Constipated we aint have shit
Now that lil nigga he aint average
These rap niggas actors Brad Pitt
I'm coolin relaxed wit a bad bitch
Bitch ima star lika asterisk
I love my new hoe cause ha accent
Give a nigga a show under black tint
Den she leave out the doe wit a back bent
There go 12 nigga hide alla cat piss
Heard he told he ain't gangsta he catfish
How you helpin build cases on black men
They already tryna erase all da black men
Come to think them old times they aint past tense
White man do a crime get a slapped a wrist
Black man do dat crime get da max sentence
And I feel like all cops wanna wack niggas
Youon know how it feel just to be black
Rollin round through the hood witcha seatback
Allis violence around needa evac
Murder rate going cray know yu see dat
President hate my race know yu see dat
Lets go back to being great thats what he said
Whats great when they hung us for recess?
Or when them mfs worked us for free checks
We still goin thru it my people aint got to sleep yet
Fuck yo opinion ion need it yu can keep dat
I be drippin they be lookin where da leak at
Ima hop on any beat and freak dat
Every time
Every time
Go off on every line
Dont trust dat bihh cause I know she lyin
This for my big bro Brian
Hated to see momma cryin
Ima be pj flyin
Free my lil nigga
Yunno ima stoner go hard onna stank
I done seen niggas go hard onna pills and the drank tryna get off that shii but they cant
Road to riches bitch I come from the trenches it ain't no stoppin I done cut off the brake
Bitch I been grinding ion care what they say
They gone talk I'm just here for the money
Shit get ugly when you feel no one love you
He think I trustem boy I really don't trust you
Meek Mill give me sumn to look up to
Ima be rich tella fuck nigga fuck you
Free Lil Josh I never let no one touch you
Fuck a cigarette they got to my uncle
Is you illiterate you think ima fumble
Niggas ignorant until I do numbas
They like who tf is he, why tf he still rappin
All my supporters like bro make it happen
I looked inna mirror said go make it happen
I closed my eyes and then I dreamed of a palace
Looked down at my palm had mo green denna salad
Thats the typa shit I usually imagine
Surrounded by chaos created a savage
Forever bounce back like elastic
These niggas be faker den plastic
And these bitches too they got they ass did
65 til they lower my cascot
High af I'm happy through da madness
Constipated we aint have shit
Now that lil nigga he aint average
These rap niggas actors Brad Pitt
I'm coolin relaxed wit a bad bitch
Bitch ima star lika asterisk
I love my new hoe cause ha accent
Give a nigga a show under black tint
Den she leave out the doe wit a back bent
There go 12 nigga hide alla cat piss
Heard he told he ain't gangsta he catfish
How you helpin build cases on black men
They already tryna erase all da black men
Come to think them old times they aint past tense
White man do a crime get a slapped a wrist
Black man do dat crime get da max sentence
And I feel like all cops wanna wack niggas
Youon know how it feel just to be black
Rollin round through the hood witcha seatback
Allis violence around needa evac
Murder rate going cray know yu see dat
President hate my race know yu see dat
Lets go back to being great thats what he said
Whats great when they hung us for recess?
Or when them mfs worked us for free checks
We still goin thru it my people aint got to sleep yet
Fuck yo opinion ion need it yu can keep dat
I be drippin they be lookin where da leak at
Ima hop on any beat and freak dat
Every time
Every time
Go off on every line
Dont trust dat bihh cause I know she lyin
This for my big bro Brian
Hated to see momma cryin
Ima be pj flyin
Free my lil nigga
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Writer(s): Idahosa Robinson
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