Favourite In The Slums

I been paying for them pumps, I'm the favorite in the slums
But I learnt my mind's ten times more dangerous than a gun
I ain't saying that they're dumb, played the game and then I won
And the beef so hot, right now the ops can't stay in with their mum (look)
Nigga you don't want this smoke, I'll leave him in the street
Before I ever leave a comment on the rizz post
Disclosed, Freddy didn't die but he got hit though
How you know? Heard him say, "Ah"
Bisto, I'm pissed though, Feds just took pistol
'Cause he took a patty off another patty's wrist bro
Glock with the camo print, but it ain't got a switch though
I swear all I think about is all the different ways I can get rich, bro
And you should know I'm comfy when I cruise in the B
Fuck a spa, the Bentley comes with a masseuse in the seat
I got some dangerous little yutes in the street
That's doing bootings, it's peak
Some want a fee, the rest just do it for free
They say that they can hear this pain in my voice
All this money that I made, I just wish pain was a choice
I was just with Lil Woo in Dubai screamin', we was racin' the Royce
Now I'm at your funeral
In the same wraith with no bass in my voice
I been paying for them pumps, I'm the favorite in the slums
But I learnt my mind's ten times more dangerous than a gun
I ain't saying that they're dumb, played the game and then I won
And the beef so hot, right now the ops can't stay in with their mum
I got street problems, like where I'm storing these guns
Tried to tell him it was written for, my story was done
You catch a case and go to jail you'll see how quick they'll be gone
I'm talking faster than they change tyres on Formula 1
Hit the station, I get one call, I'm callin' my mum
I tried to tell her not to worry 'bout me though I'm a thug
My pocket fat but, so is the corn in this pump
Run up where I'm at with T, you'll get it all in your mug
The whole city knows, if you done a lot of clippin's
Now its got me on my tippy toes
But that won't stop me livin', wearin' drippy clothes
Can't change the way I live, my nigga already pick and chose
Boogers in my white pressie, I call that Roley pick your nose
I hardly talk but best believe I listen loads
And once I heard enough, I'm just like Trump and let a missile go
I heard your interview, heartbroken and missing bro
You thought it was a game, his game was over once them whistles blow
I been paying for them pumps, I'm the favorite in the slums
But I learnt my mind's ten times more dangerous than a gun
I ain't saying that they're dumb, played the game and then I won
And the beef so hot, right now the ops can't stay in with their mum