Living in a slum, hoping i could at least have a green thumb
Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them
Homie popped up with about twenty bags and
I come from the slum, bitch i ain't gonna front
Im still the slum dog, millionaire
Nigga trying to live like hova, but well
Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip
I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.
Search signals planting a panda in ammonium
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
I needed to become saved before another dumb day before i get slum craved
Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed
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