Love for My Slum

I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So my people in the slum put your hands up See it never used to come that easy And I was just lying my way I don't no how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die, I ain't gonna lie now Mama tried the best to bring me up right Guess it never worked, she was cries I was well involved in crime From the age of nine music got me kind of famous Now they want a piece of pie Blud I'm blowin' up the scene but I don't no where my bed is I smoke so much weed 'cause I don't no where my head is I might have fame, but I'm still low on credit Management loved the money, someone tell me where my bread is I come across a lot of rich kids that die to be thugs But I don't understand them they very, very loved They don't wake up in the morning to see man pipin' dubs You have to worry about them goons with the 38 snubs You got too much to lose, you're in a great position How can you be hood If my whole freakin' flat is smaller than your kitchen You wouldn't last a minute where I'm from, you'd go missing So appreciate what you've got 'cause with that I'm still wishing I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So my people in the slum put your hands up, brap See it never used to come that easy And I was just lying my way I don't no how I did it but But I will carry on 'til I die I ain't gonna lie, I make broke look good More time I supply just tryna get by You should never ask me why I smoke till my lips split They always send me to try to stop movin' like a criminal is what I try But you live by the roads, by the roadside you die In every situation make man humble like pie I've never had love for the feds 'cause they don't give man alibi Holdin' man under arrest, takin' time outta my life Once time's taken, time can't take back We're from a place where it's [Incomprehensible] Some real most idiots, mommy's tryin' hard we can see that Once the road takes you east they won't be back I get love on the road, I got feedback I neva had it but I'm takin' the scene back Then each others branging rubber of weed Neva had it for, for a long, trust they need that Push your hand up in the air, recognize that I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So my people in the slum put your hands up See it never used to come that easy And I was just lying my way I don't no how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die, 'til the day that I die Na, na, nye, how's your day? What you want? Sayin' more I'm in the studez making moves I'm on the road moving food Either way we're makin' paper Makin' paper, DAP's, I'm Mista Baker You won't get us on your stage unless it's five 5 bills or over Knockin' doors till I you see us like a witness from Jehovah So where's the bitch Lola, I should've brought her over So she can suck the whole, [Incomprehensible] All my mad men are dark, they're on east like the sharks They in so much different shit, the pain would never leave my heart I'll make you piss your pants like gettin' stuck with food in your car So I suggest you listen close, trust me you could be a star So what do you think? Do you still wanna live like me and him? You make me sick, you talk gun talk, you ain't even seen a stick Don't be upset, why do you have to cry? Na, na, nye 'til the day that we die I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So my people in the slum put your hands up See it never used to come that easy And I was just lying my way I don't no how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die I'm afraid it's all you getting is good night, God bless And when you wake up in the mornin' try not to be stressed I wish I had what you had, I ain't got, no my life's a mess So be thankful for your situation, stop actin' like a pest I'm afraid it's all you getting is good night, God bless And when you wake up in the mornin' try not to be stressed I wish I had what you had, I ain't got, no my life's a mess So be thankful for your situation, stop actin' like a pest