The Slums (feat. Zhay & Godfrey)

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Raiquan

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Ay,
Jack of all trades since I was 10
Niggas lookin' at me now like I ain't been a nigga I always been
Forever grateful for the ones that kept it a 10, Add another zero, I'm now my hometown's favorite hero
Cause I done made it out the slums where niggas never make it out
Yeah, my dad was shot and killed, I never thought I would amount to greatness
Portsmouth nigga came from the pavement
All those hard nights sleepin' in basements made me stronger than ever
I'll live forever for my nigga that's gone
It's funny how the time pass, it doesn't feel like you're gone
I feel your energy present, I know that you up in heaven
I know you smilin' down, I promise I'll make you proud
Mama please don't cry, I told you we'll be okay
I'm workin' every single day, I told you I'll make a way
Can't have you stressin' over bills, can't have you takin' them pills
Can't have you callin' out of work, some people can't even feel
What it's like to be alone in your thoughts
When you have no power to talk to
You Contemplatin' your thoughts,
Should you blow your brain or your nostrils
Lord knows money come and goes, that's just how it goes
Different day, same shit, nigga, I don't wanna fold
Seen so many niggas give up on their dreams
It often seem like it's harder, but it's harder when you get older and start to realize

Some individuals need a visual, who am I?
Long as you scrapin' your paper and keep an open mind
My mother raised a man, disciplined with open hands
I'm hopin' you understand, I'm pressed with makin' a stand
I'm conversatin' with God, you niggas movin' his hand
(Like, like what)
You should be ashamed, never model a lame (what)
Time heals all, you gotta refrain (what)
I said it was a box, they call it a frame
You gotta know this growth, and move out of pain

Still celebratin' small wins
I stayed down and stood on all ten, they hopin' it will all end
But I'm a bull inside the lion's den
You want proof, then come find it then, we ones who inspired them
On instrumentals, we devoured them
On nights when it was quiet then, I'm off to a higher realm
Opportunities came, but it felt pessimistic
Nowadays to myself, and these thoughts are vindictive
Plus I grew up ignorant, both parents immigrants
Stomach on E, never received food stamp benefits
Good grades in school never guaranteed me a scholarship
So I'm out stealin' shit, I might rob the innocent
Sendin' prayers to the Lord, cause know I'm gonna sin again
In need the help, cause the cycle could be staggerin
Gotta roll a L for these thoughts that I've been gatherin
Gotta stay equipped with all these skills that I've been masterin

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