[Hook- I never gon change, I'm so gutter My always gonna hang, I'm so gutter See me rollin' on swangs, I'm so gutter See me grippin' on grain, I'm so gutter I lay on that butter, I'm so gutter I back in the gutter, I'm so gutter See me them roc's, I'm so gutter Nigga, Rasaq on the block Yep
One- Rasaq] Ay, I was birthed, the mud and the dirt from under the earth, and whiped and dust from my shirt And the place, in the most ruggedest turf When niggaz don't got jobs, but know how to pitch that work And bein' a hard head, get you hurt Niggaz is wet up, and can't wait to let pistol jerk Nigga Imma seed, in a full of weeds Murderous n thiefs, make it hard to breathe And I blossom by the street, the hood as a higher mount of heat And it's shortly to wither my leaves A little boi big in my jeans, my dreams One day this rap music, gon make me live a king But for now I live by them fiends, spit n sing Till I'm able to average ditched in my seems, nigga
(Rasaq talking over hook) I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I ain't never gon I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter,
[Verse Two- They got me figured out, no passion no All that flasin' n braggin, this rappin' so lame Perhaps his raps, a lack of no aim Perhaps he raps, and he brags on his chain That infact when he raps, that he wit no brain But infact, it's a fact the is his aim Fans the rap game, and attack at his name But no action get's no game, no rappin' get no Would they, rather I slang, while packin' thangs Passin' the cocane, it pass in they veins I'm not askin' in vane, or goin' back the grain I'm jus askin', why you gotta me mayne