Slum Livin'

Lyrics

Slum livin' I been on my shit since '96
 Wipe my shoulders I'm a soldier made it out the trench
 Still slammin' and you youngins on that dummy shit
 I live it up true school, Vince stuntin' shit
 Let me squeeze for you jackets tryna run the kid
 On everything WSPD be on they shit
 Fightin' cases like a mobster right in front of them
 Often it's work round the corner from my mama crib
 Corner stores like extortion when I'm on the hit
 This for your troubles, baby, your token a couple chips
 Chip in the engine I could dip in a minute
 My bitch pushin' a rental ran us a couple of pennies
 When they dented the Hemi y'all nearly ruined my image
 All you haters was hatin' as if I couldn't deliver
 I ain't new to this system not cool with Officer friendly
 But I offer a service, no servin' women or children
 This a cold world and when I'm in the city I'm chillin'
 I'm in the country I'm lunchin' it's Big Re in the building
 Slum livin' I been on my shit since '96
 In my tender teens, smokin' weed Heineken
 Wipe my shoulders I'm a soldier made it out the trench
 This might be obvious, I'm on my Sleepwalker shit
 Make money money, make money money, money
 It go make money money, make money money, money
 (You can't take it from me, Reezy I'm still summin', yea)
 Been slummin' since '86 I made hundreds to play the strip
 I made a grip and spent like most of my bread on the latest kicks
 I stair at my plate of fish, Gladys Knight and the greatest hits
 I paint a pic if niggas visions is blurry I change the script
 I'm Taratino, sip Pellipino, y'all niggas ice tea
 Undercover befrieindin' Nino, I get a ton a kilo
 From the border I put that word on my daughter
 Get the order if it's COD I gotta applaud ya
 That's cash on delivery, rappers try and mimic me
 I'm clinically the best nigga spittin' check out my synergy
 The world famous still grippin' that pearl stainless
 Load a clip, point at your memory tree, that nigga like Kennedy
 Word to my enemy, make ya niggas remember me
 Identically resembling God, niggas repent to me
 Terror one song always keepin' my gun warm
 Record a blessing, I torch a session, word to my unborn
 I been on my shit too Remo
 It's that shit right here Ka$h
 Let's get some cash
 Heinekens
 Slum livin' I been on my shit since '96
 Maybe it was '86 I always did some crazy shit
 But back in 9-6 I would fly bricks
 I-95 rida, make a nigga mind drift
 I'm on Bad Boy, why I wanna fly bricks
 I shoulda been home, that Montana syndrome
 With Tony in a nigga blood
 And I want a tiger, the Proche, the mansion, nigga what
 Versace shirt, Versace shoes
 I'mma get this money I don't care what Ahkee do
 Back then I had an ignorant attitude
 But TVs make them hood niggas mad at you
 Condos with the flat screen
 Drug dealer rap kings, wild boys that clap things
 If it's white in the square than I wrap things
 I thank God that I made it out back then
 

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Duration
04:29
Key
11
Tempo
83 BPM

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