Love For My Slum Lyrics - Uncle B - N-dubz

I've never had love for the feds 

But I've always had love for my slum 

I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids 

So my people in the slum put your hands up 

See it never used to come that easy 

And I was just lying my way 

I don't no how I did it but 

I will carry on 'til I die, I ain't gonna lie now 

Mama tried the best to bring me up right 

Guess it never worked, she was cries 

I was well involved in crime 

From the age of nine music got me kind of famous 

Now they want a piece of pie 

Blud I'm blowin' up the scene but I don't no where my bed is 

I smoke so much weed 'cause I don't no where my head is 

I might have fame, but I'm still low on credit 

Management loved 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 very, very loved 

They don't wake up in the morning to see man pipin' dubs 

You have to worry about them goons with the 38 snubs 

You got too much to lose, you're in a great position 

How can you be hood 

If my whole freakin' flat is smaller than your kitchen 

You wouldn't last a minute where I'm from, you'd go missing 

So appreciate what you've got 'cause with that I'm still wishing 

I've never had love for the feds 

But I've always had love for my slum 

I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids 

So my people in the slum put your hands up, brap 

See it never used to come that easy 

And I was just lying my way 

I don't no how I did it but 

But I will carry on 'til I die 

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 till my lips split 

They always send me to try to stop movin' like a criminal is what I try 

But you live by the roads, by the roadside you die 

In every situation make man humble like pie 

I've never had love for the feds 'cause they don't give man alibi 

Holdin' man under arrest, takin' time outta my life 

Once time's taken, time can't take back 

We're from a place where it's [Incomprehensible] 

Some real most idiots, mommy's tryin' hard we can see that 

Once the road takes you east they won't be back 

I get love on the road, I got feedback 

I neva had it but I'm takin' the scene back 

Then each others branging rubber of weed 

Neva had it for, for a long, trust they need that 

Push your hand up in the air, recognize that 

I've never had love for the feds 

But I've always had love for my slum 

I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids 

So my people in the slum put your hands up 

See it never used to come that easy 

And I was just lying my way 

I don't no how I did it but 

I will carry on 'til I die, 'til the day that I die 

Na, na, nye, how's your day? 

What you want? Sayin' more 

I'm in the studez making moves 

I'm on the road moving food 

Either way we're makin' paper 

Makin' paper, DAP's, I'm Mista Baker 

You won't get us on your stage unless it's five 5 bills or over 

Knockin' doors till I you see us like a witness from Jehovah 

So where's the bitch Lola, I should've brought her over 

So she can suck the whole, [Incomprehensible] 

All my mad men are dark, they're on east like the sharks 

They in so much different shit, the pain would never leave my heart 

I'll make you piss your 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 you think? Do you still wanna live like me and him? 

You make me sick, you talk gun talk, you ain't even seen a stick 

Don't be upset, why do you have to cry? 

Na, na, nye 'til the day that we die 

I've never had love for the feds 

But I've always had love for my slum 

I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids 

So my people in the slum put your hands up 

See it never used to come that easy 

And I was just lying my way 

I don't no how I did it but 

I will carry on 'til I die 

I'm afraid it's all you getting is 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, no my life's a mess 

So be thankful for your situation, stop actin' like a pest 

I'm afraid it's all you getting is 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, no my life's a mess 

So be thankful for your situation, stop actin' like a pest