Richard Rawson - Love For My Slum lyrics

[Hook: Dappy] I've never had love for the feds but I've alway had for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up, brap See it never used to come that easy And I was just sliding my way I dunno how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die [Verse 1: Dappy] I ain't gonna lie, mama tried the best to bring me up right Guess it never worked, she always cries I was always involved in crime from the age of 9 Music got me find of famous, now they want a piece of pie Blud I'm blowin' up the scene, but I dunno where my bed is I smoke so much weed cause I dunno where my head is I might have some fame but I'm still low on credit Management love the money, someone tell me where my bread is I come across a lot of rich kids that die to be thugs But I don't understand them, they're very very loved They don't wake up in the morning to see man pipin' dubs You don't have to worry about them goods with the .38 snubs You got too much to lose, you're in a great position How can you be hood if you're whole frickin' flat is smaller than your kitchen? You wouldn't last a minute where I'm from, you'd go missin' So appreciate what you've got cause, with that I'm still wishin', brap [Hook: Dappy] I've never had love for the feds but I've alway had for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up, brap See it never used to come that easy And I was just sliding my way I dunno how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die [Verse 2: Baker Trouble & Dappy] I ain't gonna lie, I make broke look good, more time I supply Just tryna get by, you should never ask me why I smoke 'til my lips spliff They always send me dry to stop movin' like a criminal Is what I try but you live by the roads by the roadside You die, I real in every situation, should make man humble like pie I've never had love for the feds cause they don't give man alibi They holdin' man under arrest, takin' time out of my life Once time's taken, time can't take back We're from a place where it's all B and C cats Some real most idiots, mommy's tryin' hard, we can see that Once the road takes the youths, they won't be back I get love on the road, I got feedback Never had it, but I'm takin' the scene back Any trap that's bangin' rubber, I weed that Never had it for long, follow and trust me they need that Push ya hand up in the air and give me that [Hook: Dappy] I've never had love for the feds but I've alway had for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up, brap See it never used to come that easy And I was just sliding my way I dunno how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die [Verse 3: Baker Trouble & Dappy] 'Til the day that I die Na na naii Come along How's ya day? What you wat? Same old I'm livin' wrong I'm in the stud' makin' moves I'm on the roads movin' food Either way we're makin' paper Makin' paper Dapz I'm mister Baker You won't get us on ya stage unless it's 5 bills of rova Knockin' doors like our CD like a witness from Johova So where's the [?]? I should have brought her over So she could [?] All my mandem are dark They're on eats like they're sharks Been through so much, different [?], pain will never leave my heart I'll make you sh** ya pants like gettin' stuck with food in your car So I suggest you listen close, trust me you could be a star So what do ya think? Do ya still wanna live like me and him? You make me sick You talk gun talk You ain't even seen the stick Don't be upset, why do ya haven't cry Na na naii 'Til the day that we die [Hook: Dappy] I've never had love for the feds but I've alway had for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up, brap See it never used to come that easy And I was just sliding my way I dunno how I did it but I will carry on 'til I die [Outro: Dappy & Baker Trouble] I'm afraid that's all you getting, good night God bless And when you wake up in the mornin' Try not to be stressed I wish I had what you had I ain't got nothin', my life's a mess So be thankful for your situation Stop actin' like a pest I'm afraid that's all you getting, good night God bless And when you wake up in the mornin' Try not to be stressed I wish I had what you had I ain't got nothin', my life's a mess So be thankful for your situation Stop actin' like a pest