Slump Village

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh August Fanon, we ain't for nan Oh my God They done put me in the crazy house [Verse] Uh, still sick of these motherfuckers, they weak as fuck Niggas be jealous of Vic Spencer, so I beat 'em up Startin' to think I was taken away for all my temper issues As I sharpen up against 'em niggas, was really meant to be the best at all of my endeavors But it's other motherfuckers out here in my lane chasing the same cheddar All because they see that I'm on it, take this as a general Warning I get mad and turn into sixty giant hornets It was hot as fuck in New Orleans, I ain't even eat the seafood Feeling nauseated, elated, I'm still gon' be cool Slumped in the stairwell, life at a stand still [?] through a steering wheel Watch niggas bullshit all day, it's kinda crazy peepin' I took the open shot, now niggas reaching Read my group home file on the weekend I know about hard, one read, I have a nigga on charge I never disregard messages, I'm outspoken Head on collision 'cause you was not focused (Nah) Dealing with different emotions and feelings while killin' rappers I don't have a feeling after These the not so sad chapters, these the not so mad chapters This the last laughter This one nigga from the group home be wearing fake designer And be mad at other group home niggas that's really reclining I'm looking at my notes while gettin' a line up Nigga did some bad shit, but still couldn't pick me out the line up (Nah) Slumped at the crazy house, that's why I [?] at my aunt crib I was broke, but in the group home, I was paid for real [Outro] Facts Fuck You know what I'm sayin'? I was goin' to school lookin' like a bum, you feel me? Soon as I got in the group home, I'm in iceberg The fuck? Kinda crazy Made me feel like I deserved to be [?]
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Credits
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- Vic Spencer