Slum Child

Lyrics

[Intro] This for my slum child, yeah This for my slum child, yeah This for my slum child, ayy, yeah [Chorus] This for my slum child Run it up and then he run wild Ranned out, he ranned off, that's how he run around Raised up a soldier, really roguish, he gon' run down Can't get no sleep, 'cause when he sleep, he hear those gun sounds His granny say, "Grandson, please put those guns down" He on parole, they catch him clutchin', ain't no bond out Demons searchin' for his soul, here they come now Them demons searchin' for his soul, he can't run now [Verse 1] 2013, cell B4 Late nights shootin' dice, I'm about to strike a dough Newsflash, young male caught shеlls in front the store I say damn, turned around and hit thе sound on the remote Some gutter shit, said Bam government, say Bam got smoked Knucklehead hit his knees screamin', "God, please, no" Shit was crazy, holdin' him like a lil' baby on that floor How the fuck I'm 'posed to give my nigga hope? He lost his bro That's when them tears start fallin' like the rain He lost his dog and I really feel his pain He said, "If I was there, it wouldn't've happened, I'm to blame" Just part of the ghetto children that fell victim to the game [Chorus] This for my slum child Run it up and then he run wild Ranned out, he ranned off, that's how he run around Raised up a soldier, really roguish, he gon' run down Can't get no sleep, 'cause when he sleep, he hear those gun sounds His granny say, "Grandson, please put those guns down" He on parole, they catch him clutchin', ain't no bond out Demons searchin' for his soul, here they come now Them demons searchin' for his soul, he can't run now [Verse 2] Number one rule, nigga, always keep a tool with you Parent-teacher conference, we tote that bitch in the school with you Left it at his granny's, they stamped him, now he a stool pigeon That was my lil' shooter, I used to piss in the pool with him Thug life journey where adjournment is very slim Can't believe you left out of that house without that devil stick Killed the ignition, cruised up on him with that devil shit Noodles up on the pavement, they chewed him up like a peppermint Now his mama yearnin', no currency to bury him Layin' in the casket, now his family gotta carry him Pistol out my waist, fuck a case, I'll never slip Pistol poke out my waist, fuck a case, I'll never slip [Chorus] This for my slum child Run it up and then he run wild Ranned out, he ranned off, that's how he run around Raised up a soldier, really roguish, he gon' run down Can't get no sleep, 'cause when he sleep, he hear those gun sounds His granny say, "Grandson, please put those guns down" He on parole, they catch him clutchin', ain't no bond out Demons searchin' for his soul, here they come now Them demons searchin' for his soul, he can't run now