[Hook- I ain't never gon change, I'm so 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 stay back in the gutter, I'm so See me flashin' them roc's, I'm so Nigga, It's Rasaq on the Yep
[Verse Rasaq] Ay, I was birthed, from the mud and the Rose under the earth, and whiped and dust from my shirt And occupied the place, in the most turf When niggaz don't got jobs, but they how to pitch that work And bein' a hard head, will get you is wet up, and can't wait to let that pistol jerk Nigga Imma seed, in a garden of weeds Murderous thugs n thiefs, make it to breathe And though I blossom by the street, the hood as a higher mount of And it's startin' to wither my leaves A little boi big in my jeans, livin' my One day this rap music, gon make me like a king But for now I live by them fiends, spit rhymes n Till I'm able to best average ditched in my seems,
[Hook] (Rasaq over hook) I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I never gon change I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter, I'm so gutter,
Two- Rasaq] They got me figured out, no passion no All flasin' n braggin, make 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, he acts wit no brain But infact, a fact the cash is his aim blame the rap game, and attack at his name But no action no game, no rappin' get no change Would they, rather I slang, packin' them thangs Passin' the cocane, lettin' it pass in they I'm not askin' in vane, or goin' back the grain I'm jus askin', why you hastle me mayne