Slum Village

[Intro]
Big vibes
Look

[Verse 1]
I'm about my pledge, bitch, I'm decked up on blue bills
And I won't stop until the cash pit, they're like fall leaves in the backfield
Tell her, "Out of my face," if she comin' with that bullshit
Quick to say my peace, I'm so after-school specials
She brainy, but them genes lookin' like paint
I gotta bless her
Niggas talk a whole lot knowin' damn well they really can't press us
I notated on Leaflet
I'm really up a few levels with it
Like way, way out the way from 'em
Can't see me, you can't meddle with us
Eatin' Jade in my Earl Grey hood brunched up with the cheese, eggs, and a dumb face
No stunnin' shades, still turnt up
Been had it poppin' in broad day, that's obvi'
Flower child from the sun rays, but I run fake, got em punch-drunk
My providence, they don't love us
They’d rather treat us like an animal
They wonder why we on ape shit
The scapest shit I'm off the cannabis
Middle fingers in tandem, goin' tantrum
Yellin', "Fuck twelve," with a big smile, young phantom
Hi, Mom, I'm on camera
Comin' live from the mud pit
We don't take post be for granted
I plan to keep it stress-free, live and die young, or leave it on the canvases
Split up some with my better half
Trey Day like it's a holiday
My shit on dumb flame 'til the wheels kill, I'm on road rage
Yeah
My shit on dumb flame 'til the wheels fall, I'm on road rage

[Chorus]
Live from the slums (Hm)
I've been on the run
My third eye open
Been tryna kill emotion
Live from the slums
I've been on the run
My third eye open
Yeah, yeah
Ayy

[Verse 2]
Ayy, fuck a ceilin', I've been livin' out the moon roof with it
I'm in tune with my senses
Kill the Chude with my sentence every time (Yeah)
I've been in a mood, got a feelin'
What we doin', got em fummin', they ain't used to a nigga like me
Loyal to the pledge when I said it
No cap, send 'em 'bout it 'til I feed black
And I still ride for it, down a couple flats, I've been down bad, I bounce back
Been slave to a 9 to 5, now we boomin', no stoppin' the digital trap
Been slave to a 9 to 5, now we boomin', no stoppin' the digital trap

[Chorus]
Live from the slums
I've been on the run
My third eye open
We're tryna kill emotion
Yeah, yeah
Live from the slums
My third eye open