Slham Stories, Vol. 1

Three in the morning He stuck on the corner He hustling he serving the Fiends Daddy be thuggin' His momma stay working So rarely do they ever meet Sister be hoeing She tryna bring dough in They hardly be making ends Meet So they doing bad Three in the morning He stuck on the corner His homie say I got a plot he Usually dont listen But he had a vison That this time they making a Lot His homies said listen My nigga you fidgeting Really I need you to not Cause we doing bad Three in the morning He out on the corner His homies is just pulling up They told him get in Hop in the benz He feel it down in his gut with A chop in his lap A valuable strap He feel like he should mask up Cause this could be bad The first nigga kicked in the Door They must have been ready They aiming they 4s Little red dot on his nose No need to say he aint living no more Shit just went left and what's Worst is The police can hear this shit right down the road Shits looking bad Three in the morning He stuck on the corner He hustling he serving the Fiends Daddy be thuggin' His momma stay workin' So rarely do they ever meet Sister be hoeing She tryna bring dough in They hardly be making ends Meet So they doing bad Three in the morning He stuck on the corner His homie say I got a plot he Usually dont listen But he had a vison That this time they making a Lot His homies said listen My nigga you fidgeting Really I need you to not Cause we doing bad Four in the morning The police is coming They panic so they grab the Dope His homie said nigga Im ready You ready We leaving meet me at the Door It's really looking like nobody Will make it So my nigga we have to go Cause this shit is bad One nigga died at the door The other one probably still Shooting at troll He told nobody And he told nobody So nobody else could have known That everythings bad Three in the morning He stuck on the corner He hustling he serving the Fiends Daddy be thuggin' His momma stay working So rarely do they ever meet Sister be hoeing She tryna bring dough in They hardly be making ends Meet So they doing bad Three in the morning He stuck on the corner His homie say I got a plot he Usually dont listen But he had a vison That this time they making a Lot His homies said listen My nigga you fidgeting Really I need you to not Cause we doing bad