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Perfect I came from the slums, I came from the slums Came out my slum, I came out my slum Came from the slums, I came from the slums Came out my slum, I came out my slums I'm not where I oughtta be but I been on my way uh I know they forgot of me but I got more to say uh God Almighty got me I don't ever hesitate uh God Almighty got me I don't ever hesitate I'ma need a little more "I'm so motivated time please on my God I'ma need a little more came up need to hate it time please on my God I'ma need a little more out the slums, I made it time please on my God I'ma need a little more "I'm so motivated time please on my God Yuh, Rappers in they pro like dairy That's a major key writing down these flows, I'm staring in the major leagues But Christ came and then he had to rearrange my dreams I'm feeling laborious it's Robert or he us I'm Kyree with the king there's no need to worry us Hurry, get some chili bruh, cook with a crockpot Somebody gotta tell these rappers that they not got a clue to myself Still got to follow the guideline. God is here I don't see him Post like a eyeline but I lie, but I lie Still praising the Father No way for me to fall like they waiting on Autumn Serve till shine take my spirit with all them Tryin' give you my life when other rappers could be recordin' My stuff's all that it's cold feet like Peter I'm not fear I'm a traded Don Cheadle I'm not Crip, but in this life they all see you yo Quick to cut you off like, that's taxes Tweet about it, comment. I'm petty like Ruslan Tryna be faithful, don't worry 'bout who's on Who's gone, so gone better late than never My bars self you runnin' code never late is better I'm from the city where shots penetrate your sweater My pen was great, pen was better I never let up, they all about the cheddar but I don't feel 'em I came from the slums, I came from the slums Came out my slum, I came out my slum Came from the slums, I came from the slums Came out my slum, I came out my slums I'm not where I oughtta be but I been on my way uh I know they forgot of me but I got more to say uh God Almighty got me I don't ever hesitate uh God Almighty got me I don't ever hesitate I'ma need a little more "I'm so motivated time please on my God I'ma need a little more came up need to hate it time please on my God I'ma need a little more out the slums, I made it time please on my God I'ma need a little more "I'm so motivated time please on my God Yeah, I don't feed it fauso is in it meant Style write it with a pencil, this message special When other rappers try to digit, we give 'em Jesus I never be the reason, I never be the answer I never be a Phantom, I'm a fan of the Most High I marriage, I won't lie I hide behind a track I'm least a real one, high still but I am back People they come stumblin' prolly cause my stubbornness Moved to the West but still on this Southernness God is sovereign, that means everything yeah the government Tryna be godly in the name of His covenant This is my life but I ain't really runnin' it Like the Seahawks on the goal-line I could see these hated from afar, I got sonar I still spazz on 'em they can call me Omar, oh lord Oh boy what you think about this one? I came out my slum, I came out the slums I live for the Son, that's all inda ligeles Solo Ralph Lauren they lookin' for me yuh I was livin low though, Jesus gave me hope bro Prayer for the ones that's shootin' like a GoPro You ain't really livin' like that, that's a no-no Block went from horse like he starin' at the ozone As you pass go share the Son with the whole zone I came from the slums, I came from the slums Came out my slum, I came out my slum Came from the slums, I came from the slums Came out my slum, I came out my slums I'm not where I oughtta be but I been on my way uh I know they forgot of me but I got more to say uh God Almighty got me I don't ever hesitate uh God Almighty got me I don't ever hesitate I'ma need a little more "I'm so motivated time please on my God I'ma need a little more came up need to hate it time please on my God I'ma need a little more out the slums, I made it time please on my God I'ma need a little more "I'm so motivated time please on my God Yeah Young tee, I'm a Son of God, ain't nothin' can change that I came up in Memphis, TN, my homies ride with black mask' Use a kid to kush inside the attic dollar stuffed in a mattress Heard 'em say nothin' good come from the slums but Jesus came from Nazareth Oh we made it out, uh Tryna bring the homies out now, uh Young missionary, young spitter, young visionary, we the ones God made, for the last days, we the true sons, won't bow down to Babylon Threw head first into the fire all that they surprised they looked up and seen the Son
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Tyler Brasel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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