Watch them grow and then you die? no, nigga fuck the system
Living in a slum, hoping i could at least have a green thumb
Im still the slum dog, millionaire
It's that crack, give you something to sell
As my name get bigger this game get different
I come from the slum, bitch i ain't gonna front
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
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.
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