I done been through a lot
Through the struggle I built myself
Now a nigga like the man of the year
But it's crazy I can throw a stack of dubs in the club
Next day do a show and it'll all reappear
I remember I ain't have shit
Now I go and spend a few racks on my ears
And if you want smoke then it's up there
Ain't no nigga alive in this world I fear
But look at my wrist it's dancing
Choppa on me do damage aww
New LA crib a mansion
My money keep expanding aww
And yo bitch taking my candids
And she in my bedroom dancing aww
Sorting through my finances
Investing all my advances aww yea
Like what you need
I'm just what you need yea
I don't sip lean but i could turn yo bitch to a fiend yea
I'm a different breed look
I could show you finer things yea
What do you mean
Put your trust in me yea
Baby I'm the man now
Thumbin through a hundred bands now
Getting money is the plan now
When I'm out I stand out
And I ain't giving out no handouts
So nigga come and get your mans now
I don't play pretend now
Only f*ckin round with 10's now
F*ck a date we hit the bed
Now I'm telling her to bend down
If it's a issue then you're dead now
Yea yea aye
Me and my niggas focused up
You don't want no problems
Put some molly in her cup
Now she's tryna pop it
Come get yo girl she's tryna f*ck
Tell that bitch to stop it
Everybody toast it up
Cause we don't got no problems no more
Said she got a man but now she's twerking on the floor
Aye I only hit it once but got her fiending back for more
Aye she said she got a man but my eyes is what she adores
Aye I only hit it once and she get booted out the door
I done been through a lot
Through the struggle I built myself
Now a nigga like the man of the year
But it's crazy I can throw a stack of dubs in the club
Next day do a show and it'll all reappear
I remember I ain't have shit
Now I go and spend a few racks on my ears
And if you want smoke then it's up there
Ain't no nigga alive in this world I fear
But look at my wrist it's dancing
Choppa on me do damage aww
New LA crib a mansion
My money keep expanding aww
And yo bitch taking my candids
And she in my bedroom dancing aww
Sorting through my finances
Investing all my advances aww yea
Slums Video (MV)
Performed By: Blaine
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: ROBERT BLAINE ERICKSON, UNKNOWN WRITER
Blaine - Slums Lyrics
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I done been through a lot
Through the struggle I built myself
Now a nigga like the man of the year
But it's crazy I can throw a stack of dubs in the club
Next day do a show and it'll all reappear
I remember I ain't have shit
Now I go and spend a few racks on my ears
And if you want smoke then it's up there
Ain't no nigga alive in this world I fear
But look at my wrist it's dancing
Choppa on me do damage aww
New LA crib a mansion
My money keep expanding aww
And yo bitch taking my candids
And she in my bedroom dancing aww
Sorting through my finances
Investing all my advances aww yea
Like what you need
I'm just what you need yea
I don't sip lean but i could turn yo bitch to a fiend yea
I'm a different breed look
I could show you finer things yea
What do you mean
Put your trust in me yea
Baby I'm the man now
Thumbin through a hundred bands now
Getting money is the plan now
When I'm out I stand out
And I ain't giving out no handouts
So nigga come and get your mans now
I don't play pretend now
Only f*ckin round with 10's now
F*ck a date we hit the bed
Now I'm telling her to bend down
If it's a issue then you're dead now
Yea yea aye
Me and my niggas focused up
You don't want no problems
Put some molly in her cup
Now she's tryna pop it
Come get yo girl she's tryna f*ck
Tell that bitch to stop it
Everybody toast it up
Cause we don't got no problems no more
Said she got a man but now she's twerking on the floor
Aye I only hit it once but got her fiending back for more
Aye she said she got a man but my eyes is what she adores
Aye I only hit it once and she get booted out the door
I done been through a lot
Through the struggle I built myself
Now a nigga like the man of the year
But it's crazy I can throw a stack of dubs in the club
Next day do a show and it'll all reappear
I remember I ain't have shit
Now I go and spend a few racks on my ears
And if you want smoke then it's up there
Ain't no nigga alive in this world I fear
But look at my wrist it's dancing
Choppa on me do damage aww
New LA crib a mansion
My money keep expanding aww
And yo bitch taking my candids
And she in my bedroom dancing aww
Sorting through my finances
Investing all my advances aww yea
Through the struggle I built myself
Now a nigga like the man of the year
But it's crazy I can throw a stack of dubs in the club
Next day do a show and it'll all reappear
I remember I ain't have shit
Now I go and spend a few racks on my ears
And if you want smoke then it's up there
Ain't no nigga alive in this world I fear
But look at my wrist it's dancing
Choppa on me do damage aww
New LA crib a mansion
My money keep expanding aww
And yo bitch taking my candids
And she in my bedroom dancing aww
Sorting through my finances
Investing all my advances aww yea
Like what you need
I'm just what you need yea
I don't sip lean but i could turn yo bitch to a fiend yea
I'm a different breed look
I could show you finer things yea
What do you mean
Put your trust in me yea
Baby I'm the man now
Thumbin through a hundred bands now
Getting money is the plan now
When I'm out I stand out
And I ain't giving out no handouts
So nigga come and get your mans now
I don't play pretend now
Only f*ckin round with 10's now
F*ck a date we hit the bed
Now I'm telling her to bend down
If it's a issue then you're dead now
Yea yea aye
Me and my niggas focused up
You don't want no problems
Put some molly in her cup
Now she's tryna pop it
Come get yo girl she's tryna f*ck
Tell that bitch to stop it
Everybody toast it up
Cause we don't got no problems no more
Said she got a man but now she's twerking on the floor
Aye I only hit it once but got her fiending back for more
Aye she said she got a man but my eyes is what she adores
Aye I only hit it once and she get booted out the door
I done been through a lot
Through the struggle I built myself
Now a nigga like the man of the year
But it's crazy I can throw a stack of dubs in the club
Next day do a show and it'll all reappear
I remember I ain't have shit
Now I go and spend a few racks on my ears
And if you want smoke then it's up there
Ain't no nigga alive in this world I fear
But look at my wrist it's dancing
Choppa on me do damage aww
New LA crib a mansion
My money keep expanding aww
And yo bitch taking my candids
And she in my bedroom dancing aww
Sorting through my finances
Investing all my advances aww yea
Writer: ROBERT BLAINE ERICKSON, UNKNOWN WRITER
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave