Slums by T5 Lyrics
Intro
Dear Heavenly Father
I come to you in a depressed time
Show me the way
Chorus
Raised in the slums with drugs and Killers
No one alive but God could hear us
They leave the streets in blood so cold
The realest story never told
Verse
Baptized in crack baby (crack baby)
Whippin' the corner to get it
Stacks of the paper increase
And so do my feelings of greed
I gotta make it, I gotta get it
Bitches mean nothing to me
And folding is never an option
Unless we talking bout ops
Converse with the boss mane
Me, myself and I
Codeine to morphine
Is me to the enemies eye
You need a piece of mine?
Keep this piece right by my side
You keep your peace my G
2 W's with one 3, lets slide
Chorus
Raised in the slums with drugs and Killers
No one alive but God could hear us
They leave the streets in blood so cold
The realest story never told
Verse
The greatest work is always done in silence ( I )
Just keep it moving in my Nikes, till I find New Balance
These hating niggas and these hoes tryna stop my shine
But this is God Complex, not human design
Dont know why they tryna knock me off my pivot
Pick and roll you set the screen and now I'm winning
Keep a guard on all this energy I'm givin'
Ahh, look at how we livin'
Chorus
Raised in the slums with drugs and Killers
No one alive but God could hear us
They leave the streets in blood so cold
The realest story never told
Outro
You know, as I break this weed down and I
I pour up this double cup
It's a lot of pain on a nigga heart you know what I'm sayin'
Just gotta, ease the pain sometimes you know what I'm sayin'
Dear Heavenly Father
I come to you in a depressed time
Show me the way
Chorus
Raised in the slums with drugs and Killers
No one alive but God could hear us
They leave the streets in blood so cold
The realest story never told
Verse
Baptized in crack baby (crack baby)
Whippin' the corner to get it
Stacks of the paper increase
And so do my feelings of greed
I gotta make it, I gotta get it
Bitches mean nothing to me
And folding is never an option
Unless we talking bout ops
Converse with the boss mane
Me, myself and I
Codeine to morphine
Is me to the enemies eye
You need a piece of mine?
Keep this piece right by my side
You keep your peace my G
2 W's with one 3, lets slide
Chorus
Raised in the slums with drugs and Killers
No one alive but God could hear us
They leave the streets in blood so cold
The realest story never told
Verse
The greatest work is always done in silence ( I )
Just keep it moving in my Nikes, till I find New Balance
These hating niggas and these hoes tryna stop my shine
But this is God Complex, not human design
Dont know why they tryna knock me off my pivot
Pick and roll you set the screen and now I'm winning
Keep a guard on all this energy I'm givin'
Ahh, look at how we livin'
Chorus
Raised in the slums with drugs and Killers
No one alive but God could hear us
They leave the streets in blood so cold
The realest story never told
Outro
You know, as I break this weed down and I
I pour up this double cup
It's a lot of pain on a nigga heart you know what I'm sayin'
Just gotta, ease the pain sometimes you know what I'm sayin'