Slums - Lawren, Ty Brasel, WHATUPRG

I came from the slums, I came from the slums

Came out my slump, I came out my slump

Came from the slums, I came from the slums

Came out my slump, I came out my slump

I’m not where I oughtta be but I been on my way uh

I know they forgot bout me but I got more to say uh

God Almighty got me I don’t ever hesitate uh

God Almighty got me I don’t ever hesitate

I’ma need a little more (I'm so motivated) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (can't believe they hate it) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (out the slums I made it) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (I'm so motivated) time please oh my God

Yuh, Rappers in they pro like Derek

That’s a major key writing down these flows, I’m staring in the major leagues

But Christ came and then he had to rearrange my dreams

I’m feeling laborious it’s Robert Horry

I’m Kyrie with the king there’s no need to worry us

Hurry, get some chili bruh, cook with a crockpot

Somebody gotta tell these rappers that they not God including myself

Still got to follow the guideline.

God is here I don’t see him

Post like a eyeline but I lie, but I lie

Still praising the Father

No way for me to fall like they waiting on Autumn

Serve till shine take my spirit with all them

Tryin' give you my life when other rappers could be recordin'

My stuff’s all that it’s cold feet like Peter

I’m not fear I’m a traded Don Cheadle

I’m not Crip, but in this life they all see you yo

Quick to cut you off like, that’s taxes

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I’m petty like Ruslan

Tryna be faithful, don’t worry 'bout who’s on

Who’s gone, so gone better late than never

My bars self you runnin' code never late is better

I’m from the city where shots penetrate your sweater

My pen was great, pen was better

I never let up, they all about the cheddar but

I don’t feel 'em

I came from the slums, I came from the slums

Came out my slump, I came out my slump

Came from the slums, I came from the slums

Came out my slump, I came out my slump

I’m not where I oughtta be but I been on my way uh

I know they forgot bout me but I got more to say uh

God Almighty got me I don’t ever hesitate uh

God Almighty got me I don’t ever hesitate

I’ma need a little more (I'm so motivated) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (can't believe they hate it) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (out the slums I made it) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (I'm so motivated) time please oh my God

Yeah, all fide 5 solas on my mental

Style write it with a pencil, this message special

When other rappers try to digit, we give 'em Jesus

I never be the reason, I never be the answer

I never be a Phantom, I’m a fan of the Most High

I marriage, I won’t lie I hide behind a track

I’m least a real one, high still but I am back

People they come stumblin' prolly cause my stubbornness

Moved to the West but still on this Southernness

God is sovereign, that means everything yeah the government

Tryna be godly in the name of His covenant

This is my life but I ain’t really runnin' it

Like the Seahawks on the goal-line

I could see these haters from afar, I got sonar

I still spazz on 'em they can call me Omar, oh lord

Oh boy what you think about this one?

I came out my slump, I came out the slums

I live for the Son, that’s all inda ligeles

Solo Ralph Lauren they lookin' for me yuh

I was livin low though, Jesus gave me hope bro

Prayer for the ones that’s shootin' like a GoPro

You ain’t really livin' like that, that’s a no-no

Block went from horse like he starin' at the ozone

As you pass go share the Son with the whole zone

I came from the slums, I came from the slums

Came out my slump, I came out my slump

Came from the slums, I came from the slums

Came out my slump, I came out my slump

I’m not where I oughtta be but I been on my way uh

I know they forgot bout me but I got more to say uh

God Almighty got me I don’t ever hesitate uh

God Almighty got me I don’t ever hesitate

I’ma need a little more (I'm so motivated) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (can't believe they hate it) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (out the slums I made it) time please oh my God

I’ma need a little more (I'm so motivated) time please oh my God

Yeah

Young T, I’m a Son of God, ain’t nothin' can change that

I came up in Memphis, TN, my homies ride with black mask

Use a keep the kush inside the attic, dollars stuffed in a mattress

Heard 'em say nothin' good come from the slums but Jesus came from Nazareth

Oh we made it out, uh

Tryna bring the homies out now, uh

Young missionary, young spitter, young visionary, we the ones

God made, for the last days, we the true sons, won’t bow down to Babylon

Threw head first into the fire all that they surprised they looked up and seen

the Son