Society depicted em kinda different
I heard em whisper he a ghetto politician
Death misbalancing the living
Got me weighing my decisions
Either let it kill you or maneuver and make a killing
All rights reserved to the niggas who rose from mud
South sida baby these blocks a roll you in blood
Lost connections with some folks I been seeing they chose the drugs
They said you can't be young forever I'm letting my shoulders shrug
Hustled and got a plate
And just cause it's cops on the corner don't mean you safe
A million followers on a gram ain't meaning you straight
Posing in pictures with chicken don't mean you ate
Them situations be bait
Uh
Grandmom used to gimme them spiritual jewls
If I could do anything I would just to hear it from you
I keep them lessons in my head they be lifting me through
I'm voting for the slums how I express my political views
Day 1
Or 1 day shit you likely to choose
Cash settlements for houses we likely to move
They want us woke and out the door but we likely to snooze
It's blood shed they looking at this shit like we fighting for food
And bad times don't last forever
Play my side of the ride or we can crash together
Make the money multiply and find a stash or better
If I got it then you got it you can ask whenever
Blood thinning down around the water
This gps keep telling me it's death around the corner
Trauma from them murders hit a nerve like rigamortis
Suited up I run through all them barriers like Clinton portis
Judge meet criminal wish they can change roles
House like a trap no water to change clothes
This his 3rd violation a dub if he break parole
And everyday the cops parked on his block in plain clothes
God bless the slums and who in it
Traffic couldn't ever slow me down because I'm driven
Footwork the slickest I get wicked on my pivot we just some ghetto politicians
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Society depicted em kinda different
I heard em whisper he a ghetto politician
Death misbalancing the living
Got me weighing my decisions
Either let it kill you or maneuver and make a killing
All rights reserved to the niggas who rose from mud
South sida baby these blocks a roll you in blood
Lost connections with some folks I been seeing they chose the drugs
They said you can't be young forever I'm letting my shoulders shrug
Hustled and got a plate
And just cause it's cops on the corner don't mean you safe
A million followers on a gram ain't meaning you straight
Posing in pictures with chicken don't mean you ate
Them situations be bait
Uh
Grandmom used to gimme them spiritual jewls
If I could do anything I would just to hear it from you
I keep them lessons in my head they be lifting me through
I'm voting for the slums how I express my political views
Day 1
Or 1 day shit you likely to choose
Cash settlements for houses we likely to move
They want us woke and out the door but we likely to snooze
It's blood shed they looking at this shit like we fighting for food
And bad times don't last forever
Play my side of the ride or we can crash together
Make the money multiply and find a stash or better
If I got it then you got it you can ask whenever
Blood thinning down around the water
This gps keep telling me it's death around the corner
Trauma from them murders hit a nerve like rigamortis
Suited up I run through all them barriers like Clinton portis
Judge meet criminal wish they can change roles
House like a trap no water to change clothes
This his 3rd violation a dub if he break parole
And everyday the cops parked on his block in plain clothes
God bless the slums and who in it
Traffic couldn't ever slow me down because I'm driven
Footwork the slickest I get wicked on my pivot we just some ghetto politicians
I heard em whisper he a ghetto politician
Death misbalancing the living
Got me weighing my decisions
Either let it kill you or maneuver and make a killing
All rights reserved to the niggas who rose from mud
South sida baby these blocks a roll you in blood
Lost connections with some folks I been seeing they chose the drugs
They said you can't be young forever I'm letting my shoulders shrug
Hustled and got a plate
And just cause it's cops on the corner don't mean you safe
A million followers on a gram ain't meaning you straight
Posing in pictures with chicken don't mean you ate
Them situations be bait
Uh
Grandmom used to gimme them spiritual jewls
If I could do anything I would just to hear it from you
I keep them lessons in my head they be lifting me through
I'm voting for the slums how I express my political views
Day 1
Or 1 day shit you likely to choose
Cash settlements for houses we likely to move
They want us woke and out the door but we likely to snooze
It's blood shed they looking at this shit like we fighting for food
And bad times don't last forever
Play my side of the ride or we can crash together
Make the money multiply and find a stash or better
If I got it then you got it you can ask whenever
Blood thinning down around the water
This gps keep telling me it's death around the corner
Trauma from them murders hit a nerve like rigamortis
Suited up I run through all them barriers like Clinton portis
Judge meet criminal wish they can change roles
House like a trap no water to change clothes
This his 3rd violation a dub if he break parole
And everyday the cops parked on his block in plain clothes
God bless the slums and who in it
Traffic couldn't ever slow me down because I'm driven
Footwork the slickest I get wicked on my pivot we just some ghetto politicians
Writer: Kashif Cahoon
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