Chorus X2
in the slums smoking with my n***as
all of us plotting on a thriller
you aint talking money i dont need ya
you aint gotta front man i dont feel ya
that skrilla that skrilla boy im bout my skrilla
all my n***as hungry we want dinner
all my n***as doctors we aint drinkers
high like the skyline smoking reefer
Verse 1
these n***as phony they are deforming
snitches making friends with informants
pigs asking questions i ignore them
on the streets swaggin in a foreign
getting dirty money 3 stack in both hands
im just feelin hungry, time to fill my stomach
thats why your house got robbed in broad day
she just wants my cash but i dont play
with these f**in hoes, check ur expiry date
47 blunts in the ash tray
Chorus X2
in the slums smoking with my n***as
all of us plotting on a thriller
you aint talking money i dont need ya
you aint gotta front man i dont feel ya
that skrilla that skrilla boy im bout my skrilla
all my n***as hungry we want dinner
all my n***as doctors we aint drinkers
high like the skyline smoking reefer
Verse X1
wake up in the morning then i bakeeee
now im feeling lit feel my waveeeee
made 3 hunnid yestardaAy,
now i got food on my plate
used to hustle food from safe way
now im eating asian take away
mula why dont you come my way
mula why dont you come my way
i got things i want to have
money in brainnnnn
you think im insane
im just getting paid
Chorus X1
in the slums smoking with my n***as
all of us plotting on a thriller
you aint talking money i dont need ya
you aint gotta front man i dont feel ya
that skrilla that skrilla boy im bout my skrilla
all my n***as hungry we want dinner
all my n***as doctors we aint drinkers
high like the skyline smoking reefer