Slums

Stuck in the bottom chilling posted by mama my granny but we called her mama watching Timers running up commas crazy how street names divide us

surrounded by violence drugs bums and welfare some never heard of healthcare all they know is crack smoke gun smoke md 2020 and heaven hill

take a walk through my section no heaven here lot of cutthroat **** and they stepping here got degrees in the streets bring your work and ya piece watch the fiends and dealers cause they telling here

no choice felt I had to grow up early poor and both parents working water on the stove for the tub and the heater was the oven boi you ain’t heard nothing

that lead to thugging from playing ball to hanging with killers and muggers but that wasn’t really my lane got in the game that’s when shit changed addicted to hustling addicted to drugging you can’t tell me nothing

ain’t gotta tell you I love ya I show it give you my all with you asking for nothing loyalty stamped on my leg cause i stand on it they say down and then they start transforming lord whatever you do keep your arms round me Mr G say the devil wanna down me

Chorus: I can’t lose that’s a no no I don’t trust a lot so most times I be dolo I can’t lose no that’s a no go I don’t trust a lot so most times I be dolo