Im So Gutter

Rasaq

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    [Hook: Rasaq]
    I ain't never gon change, I'm so gutter
    My jeans always gonna hang, I'm so gutter
    See me rollin' on them swangs, I'm so gutter
    See me grippin' on that grain, I'm so gutter
    I lay back on that butter, I'm so gutter
    I stay back in the gutter, I'm so gutter
    See me flashin' them roc's, I'm so gutter
    Nigga, It's Rasaq on the block
    Yep

    [Verse One: Rasaq]
    Ay, I was birthed, from the mud and the dirt
    Rose from under the earth, and whiped and dust from my shirt
    And occupied the place, in the most ruggedest turf
    When niggaz don't got jobs, but they know how to pitch that work
    And bein' a hard head, will get you hurt
    Niggaz is wet up, and can't wait to let that pistol jerk
    Nigga Imma seed, in a garden full of weeds
    Murderous thugs n thiefs, make it hard to breathe
    And though I blossom by the street, the hood as a higher mount of heat
    And it's shortly startin' to wither my leaves
    A little boi big in my jeans, livin' my dreams
    One day this rap music, gon make me live like a king
    But for now I live by them fiends, spit rhymes n sing
    Till I'm able to best average ditched in my seems, nigga

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    [Hook: Rasaq talking over hook]
    I'm so gutter, lalala
    I'm so gutter, lalala
    I'm so gutter, lalala
    I'm so gutter, lalala
    I'm so gutter, I ain't never gon change
    I'm so gutter, lalala
    I'm so gutter, lalala
    I'm so gutter, dadadadadadada

    [Verse Two: Rasaq]
    They got me figured out, no passion no pain
    All that flasin' n braggin, make this rappin' so lame
    Perhaps his raps, have a lack of no aim
    Perhaps when he raps, and he brags on his chain
    That infact when he raps, that he acts wit no brain
    But infact, it's a fact the cash is his aim
    Fans blame the rap game, and attack at his name
    But no action get's no game, no rappin' get no change
    Would they, rather I slang, while packin' them thangs
    Passin' the cocane, lettin' it pass in they veins
    I'm not askin' in vane, or goin' back against the grain
    I'm jus askin', why you gotta hastle me mayne

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