Gutter Living

Lyrics

[Chorus: Big Scoob] Born and raised, stranded in these Kansas City gutters Surrounded by them old backstreet players, and skandalous motherfuckers Murdderous motherfuckers You heard of these motherfuckers? Move the [?] [?] [Verse 1: Big Scoob] Gutter living, till my last mission Bitches be smitten but they missing When these niggas gon learn, it's my turn, and I'm running with it I got trees to burn, money to earn, gudder terms Surving is my destony, bust that thing if you testing me Praying then I rest in peace, told you ain't no resting me Specially not in fucking peace, dope talk gon never seese Murder rate gotta increase, where we living, belly of the beast From them corner streets I be in the struggle, constantly having to hustle Dodging cops, cocking Glocks Rap on blocks Niggas wanna cop Pop, it ain't gon stop Gutter living, [?] Televised on your television Small things, pulling triggers, slam a nigga Everyone smoking blunts, everyoody [?] We just some savages on the hunt [Chorus: Big Scoob] Born and raised, stranded in these Kansas City gutters Surrounded by them old backstreet players, and skandalous motherfuckers Murdderous motherfuckers You heard of these motherfuckers? Move the [?] [?] [Verse 2: Bakkari] I'm gutter living, tryna come up quick Always talking that dope shit First time I hit, me and my clique Tear up shit, it ain't one sit Hit the gate, drop this weight Watch me bubble and make this bank Smoking on dank, stimulate my mind Killing the stress, I don't need to think Another caper, a plot Another spot on your block To set up shop is my goal, 36 of them whole In a duffle bag with the Nike tag, closing up my gutter ass All the feends show me love Mad dog chacing cash on them And if them busters infoltrate us, we gon smash on 'm Dash on 'm, with my mac on 'm This is Road Dog boss style Till my last mission, gutter living got a nigga trippin This verse, half a mission Bad entensions, them bitches deserve a gillitene Ghetto gunners gutter living off of dope feends [Chorus: Big Scoob] Born and raised, stranded in these Kansas City gutters Surrounded by them old backstreet players, and skandalous motherfuckers Murdderous motherfuckers You heard of these motherfuckers? Move the [?] [?] [Verse 3: Short Nitty] Gutter living got a nigga trippin It's time for you to listen Daddy missing, [?] How many years does lil Nitty have to cry? I deal with them nights where I have to go hungry, dog, could you tell me why? You niggas gotta live like this Cause I really don't understand On my knees, I'm asking you, cause you the one that planned it I tried working that 9 to 5, then a nigga got a little bit older [?] for me, got it all on my shoulder Fucked around and had a son, I love him, that's a fact I'd die before he go without a meal, I put that on my [?] So I'm on the corner tryna get my money, all is fare This gutter living send a nigga to hell, I'll see you there So I grind for mine, write a rhyme If I have to die, I'm getting my money, must have been my time This gutter life's all I got, so a gutter life's what I'm getting Look at this gutter nigga, I be gutter living [Chorus: Big Scoob] Born and raised, stranded in these Kansas City gutters Surrounded by them old backstreet players, and skandalous motherfuckers Murdderous motherfuckers You heard of these motherfuckers? Move the [?] [?]