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the slums - young stadix lyrics

[intro]
trust
trust no one

[verse 1]
no flipping the code n*gga i get it and go
grow where n*ggas beating the bowl in dirty girbauds
gold inside of my dome, tone aggressive and bold
hold the phone, n*ggas talkin down ain’t been here before
on the low, lock n load we ready to kick a door
machete heavy incase somebody coming in my home n*gga
beat your feet or feel defeat on your own
been written in stone stadix created a different globe n*gga
i’m out the comfort zone where u get chalk zoned
like rudy tabootie these n*ggas booty they assh0l*
fold like rubber bands, hoes don’t understand
i’m rolling dolo but better know thou i’m scissorhands
b*tches dance my eyes fixed on the bigger plan
skip the date and handshakes need my advance, quick
i fl!ck the wrist moving gotta get it cuz in the slums your never rich
that’s how it feels b*tch (forreal)
[bridge]
ah that’s how it feels b*tch (that’s how it feels)
that’s how it feels b*tch
ah, that’s how it feels b*tch
(that’s how it feels) how it feels

[break down]
(ah) its getting gritty n*gga
(ah) oh you think its pretty n*gga
(ah) i caught you in the city n*gga
(ah, ah) was that you talking filthy n*gga
huh, f*ck a fair one
get everybody in the fight (get everybody)
and don’t you dare run (come here!)
f*ck it n*gga cut the lights

[verse 2]
roll up in a dusty hooptie b*tches choosey (skrrrtt)
smoking ruby doobies life is like a movie, huh
watch they way you moving these ain’t h*rny groupies
might just take your jewelry just for talking groovy
why you so unruly you ain’t got a tooley (where it at)
i ain’t do the shooting get a fiend to do it (brrrr)
for a couple rocks got em rocking like its broadway music
seen a fiend crawling caught em snoozing (tweaking)
this just what you witness when you riding in it
i can’t even sit with all the crimes committed (committed)
but, i got to live with all these trials and tickets
member lights was fl!cking just a pot to p*ss in (just a pot)
i’m on my own living
n*ggas come and go money thou a little different
use to struggle daily better pay the f*cking ticket (give me that)
b*tch we from the slums n*ggas know we gotta get it
[outro]
know we got to get it
f*ck out of here
f*ck
f*ck out of here
i think i’m done f*ck this
where the f*cks the exit

- young stadix lyrics

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