Slime Lyrics

You ain't my Slime

You ain't my Slime but, Slatt

You ain't my Slime but, Slatt

I ain't trippin', I know how the game goes

We used to ball like net

You was in the trap, gettin hawked like St. Joes

How you gone talk like that

You ain't even right, you wack, and you straight told

It wasn't none of your bihness

You knew better, but better you ain't do

You ain't my Slime but, Slatt

I ain't trippin', I know how the game goes

We used to ball like net

You was in the trap, gettin hawked like St. Joes

How you gone talk like that?

You ain't even right, you wack, and you straight told

It wasn't none of your bihness

You knew better, but better you ain't do

We used to rock the same clothes

Hop on the track, make hits like Bang bros

When they were dissing my name

You ain't say a thing

You moved how they moved

How you gone do what they do

They wasn't there for you

They wasn't there, when nothing was fair

They all left and hung you

Lord I pray for my brotha in a chain

To glorify your name and turn away from the game

Even though it's hard, you make it sweet like Cane

Even when you scarred, he want all of your pain

When you make it far, it's gone be God

Never let up take the charge

You gotta keep on ballin hard

You rose from the dirt, you from the mud baby

You need love baby, you need a hug baby

It's gone be good baby

The murder in my city going up

You don't need sluggs

You need love, you need trust

You need everything, Christ told us

Christ told us

You ain't my Slime but, Slatt

I ain't trippin', I know how the game goes

We used to ball like net

You was in the trap, gettin hawked like St. Joes

How you gone talk like that

You ain't even right, you wack, and you straight told

It wasn't none of your bihness

You knew better, but better you ain't do

We used to rock the same clothes

Hop on the track, make hits like Bang bros

When they were dissing my name

You ain't say a thing

You moved how they moved

How you gone do what they do

They wasn't there for you

They wasn't there, when nothing was fair

They all left and hung you

The end is near

Murderers and thieves everywhere

It Ain't gone disappear

Have no fear, year after year

People get aware, and go grab gear

To fight they fears

To fight they fears

You ain't my Slime but, Slatt

I ain't trippin', I know how the game goes

We used to ball like net

You was in the trap, gettin hawked like St. Joes

How you gone talk like that

You ain't even right, you wack, and you straight told

It wasn't none of your bihness

You knew better, but better you ain't do

We used to rock the same clothes

Hop on the track, make hits like Bang bros

When they were dissing my name

You ain't say a thing

You moved how they moved

How you gone do what they do

They wasn't there for you

They wasn't there, when nothing was fair

They all left and hung you