MfTrappin - From Da Slums by Mftrappin Lyrics

In slums
I was down
I ain't have no help
1 visit
No calls
It was me by myself
No money on my books
I ate the slope that was serve
Dirty sheets
And the bed make me feel like a corps
I was thuggin' by myself
And no mail With my name on me
I ain't never get called for a visitation
I was shoved in the box
Js patiently waitin'
I ain't even have a team or a fckin Squad
It was f*ck the world
Back against the wall
Pockets hella empty
So a nigga f*ckin flockin'
Learned how to turn a penny to dolla
I was a loaner
Ain't no chick tryn holla
It was time to be a boss
Or Drown in this water
So I jumped off the stoop
Js to get it pop
Yea I came in this game js run it up
Yea I came in this game js to stick it up
If op minus well jus lay it down
Small circle
We ain't doin' no application
All my niggas we eatin'
F*ck a vacation
16s 40s carbin 9s
Target practice on niggas that's oppositions
This game is not a threat
Watch the the way that I play it
Fck yo defense
Watch the way that I break it
You a op in streets
U betta be watch out
All my niggas geekin'
We masked up
And we gunin' for you op niggaz

I got tired of patiently waiting

Yea I'm in my zone ain't nobody gone Stop me
Yea I took Ls
I was down for a minute
Thought I had a team
Until they started pillow talkin
If you Op
Then these Pellets gets to sparkin
Yea from the slums
Were Some niggas don't make
This world a f*ckin bitch
Watch the way that she shake
Yea I f*ckin struggled
But really it was a lesson
Made it pass 23
That was a f*ckin blessin
You a op better duck
Cause the homies out gunnin
Double cup
Yea my cup runneth f*ckin over
Red Cup
Yea you know That's full of energy
40 on hip
Cuz they quick try to off you
Stab you in yo back
And put up in a coffin
Yellow tape this city hella cold
Lost a few homies
That I wish was still walkin'

This game is hell cold watch the way That it make us
Streets taking souls watch the way it Lay us