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SLUMS
by E Money
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Broke trying to beef boy go get you some funds
Mhmm
Nah
In the slums baby
In the slums
In the slums baby
In the slums
Tired of living in the gutta
And on my mother I'm remaining undercover with brothers in the slums baby
You know we toted up in the slums
Broke trying to beef boy go get u some funds
Got that gun don't run
Got my mind right sick of all the suffering
Adjust the signs that was fucking up my hustling
Had to reshuffle it
Duffle bag on you know I'm tucking it
Never needed know body else
In my own lane
Trying to maintain
All these bad habits yeah I know
Screaming gang gang
Feel like second nature I'm a savage
They don't understand the way I move so let me explain
Lately
I can put my trust in no one
Hit up Vell the other day I need me a drum maybe
The past fucked it up for everyone
Honestly, I just see the truth in anyone
Under the sun
Lost myself several times back to square one
Love for myself I'm a prodigal son
In the long my run
My time just begun it's a overrun I was never overdone
Believe in my craft
Jotting writing rhymes daily working every day for a purpose
I'm just staying focus
So believe in my path I'm just staying on track
Tired of living in the gutta
And on my mother I'm remaining undercover with brothers in the slums baby
You know we toted up in the slums
Broke trying to beef boy go get u some funds
Got that gun don't run
Got my mind right sick of all the suffering
Adjust the signs that was fucking up my hustling
Had to reshuffle it
Duffle bag on you know I'm tucking it
Uhh
You know I'm tucking it
Slum baby
SLUMS
SLUM BABY
IN THE SLUMS
Uhh
Broke trying to beef boy go get you some funds
Mhmm
Nah
In the slums baby
In the slums
In the slums baby
In the slums
Tired of living in the gutta
And on my mother I'm remaining undercover with brothers in the slums baby
You know we toted up in the slums
Broke trying to beef boy go get u some funds
Got that gun don't run
Got my mind right sick of all the suffering
Adjust the signs that was fucking up my hustling
Had to reshuffle it
Duffle bag on you know I'm tucking it
Never needed know body else
In my own lane
Trying to maintain
All these bad habits yeah I know
Screaming gang gang
Feel like second nature I'm a savage
They don't understand the way I move so let me explain
Lately
I can put my trust in no one
Hit up Vell the other day I need me a drum maybe
The past fucked it up for everyone
Honestly, I just see the truth in anyone
Under the sun
Lost myself several times back to square one
Love for myself I'm a prodigal son
In the long my run
My time just begun it's a overrun I was never overdone
Believe in my craft
Jotting writing rhymes daily working every day for a purpose
I'm just staying focus
So believe in my path I'm just staying on track
Tired of living in the gutta
And on my mother I'm remaining undercover with brothers in the slums baby
You know we toted up in the slums
Broke trying to beef boy go get u some funds
Got that gun don't run
Got my mind right sick of all the suffering
Adjust the signs that was fucking up my hustling
Had to reshuffle it
Duffle bag on you know I'm tucking it
Uhh
You know I'm tucking it
Slum baby
SLUMS
SLUM BABY
IN THE SLUMS
Uhh
