Slum Beautiful (feat. Trey McLaughlin & Arthur Chapman) Video (MV)

I just saw a drone this way
And B.O.B was talking 'bout some clones today
Got a lot of issues
Was I born this way
Or did TV programming work ok
Felt anxious since age six
Worked the grave shift
Now I'm waiting for spaceships to take me away
A lot of food for thought make me a plate
I'm in that kitchen working wrists like I'm serving the base
Deserve to be great
But yet I'm disturbed and delayed
Im 'outta control some how cant get out of a phase
Since his mother died, we've been 'runnin round
We been thinking like some savages
We out of bounds
Ay f**k them b*****s that be curving like they on the mound
And f**ck them n*****s that be hating like I got the time
'Cause I don't
N****s pop off and I won't
I just sit back
Watch me do it like that
N****a what

(Ooh Aah Ooh)
Slum Beautiful
(Ooh Aah Ooh)
Slum Beautiful

I've seen the hood I've seen the hills
I've been broke I've paid bills
To the women, I appeal
I'm sorry 'cause often it may appear like I don't feel
I'm just 'tryna decipher on what's real
Let me say, new day
Ok let's get it how we get it
Can't explain this pain insane
Show you how I'm living
I've been sleeping on my homies couch for a f*****g year
We've been grinding on this music s**t for f*****g years
Will I see my day? Well I don't know (D**n)
Will I get my pay? Well I don't know (D**n)
Can you say anything but I don't know (Yea)
I know a lot of things that I don't show (Like what)
A lot of drinks, a lot of hoes
A lot of pain, a lot of woes
Prescription pills a few of those
And drugs that kill like I don't know
It's like a race 'cause at this pace my parents might be at my funeral
Been smiling, I'm sorry Mama my life is slum beautiful

(Ooh Aah Ooh)
Slum Beautiful
(Ooh Aah Ooh)
Slum Beautiful

Take a hit
Let's get lifted
To a state of elevation
Take a hit
Let's get lifted
To a state

Its been about a month since you heard from me
Ay tell me little brother he should learn from me
Don't make the same mistakes a n***a made
I got too much up on my dinner plate
Spent two weeks up in the county jail
Violated probation now it's back to hell
Back to the struggle my homie nevermind it
Man I've been looking but could never find it
I think I'm lost in this ocean of forgotten thoughts
Forgot how to operate I swear I'm not at fault
My girl been plotting how to win my heart
She say I'm sexist tell her play her part
But check it
Man I'll be gone to November
I'll be gone 'till November
Low in the Summer
Getting high through the winter
Don't ever make my kindness my weakness girl
Rub on that ass cuz you need it girl
I know this world will try to stress you out
You remind me of my sister but don't know what you about
And on another note
Man I'm a felon so I didn't vote
But Bernie Sanders is that n****a though
Feeling so original
No one is identical
I be on some chill s**t
'Gatta watch my temper though
RMR the squad better know I'm never quitting hoe
Slum Beautiful, coming soon
What it's hitting on
Yea yea ay what it's hitting on (What it's hitting on)
RMR the squad better know I'm never quitting hoe
Slum Beautiful, coming soon
If you didn't know
Man RMR be the squad better know I'm never quitting hoe
Slum Beautiful, coming soon
Man quit the b******g hoe

Take a hit
Let's get lit
Talk about
Life, love, and fairs
Dreams and nightmares
Ooh

Man RMR be the squad better know I'm never quitting hoe
Slum Beautiful, coming soon
If you didn't know