Slum Dawgs ft. Prayah Lyrics

Yo in this life ain't no promises

And honestly speaking I know what time it is

As if I'm in the building and you peep the wrist

Asking me some silly ass questions just to snap a pic

I seen the picture

I been sketched it as a lil nigga

During my out of body experiences I foreseen my future

From spaces transcended with some graphic paintings

So blessed I feel I'm grannies favorite

Naw, no favoritism just the person for a certain mission

Heard a sheep do damage under lion supervision

Dry hate, red tape, false information

Tap dancing round the truth ok Sam Davis and em

You can play friends with him if you want to

Reign pon dem pussy like a monsoon

Yea Lew well trained I got that golden eye

But these blasphemous bastards yet deny the god

Slum dawg millionaire

Oozy in the wheelchair

Brown suit wallabee down

Grandma need healthcare

Keep the food stamps

We made it without welfare

Shabba on his way

Sizzla just got here

Gun smoke for breakfast yea breathe the fresh air

Menace to society they kill for notoriety

Cops keep searching my V

Like they supplying me

Big brother all in the tube

I think they eyeing me

My nephew getting big

That sucka keep trying me

I'ma leave em with a hole in his tummy

Make your soul summy

I got bodies under my belt

They call me Ted Bundy

Dry blood all in my nails

Wallabees monkey