Skorge Da Hoodlum - live from the gutter

woldae i'm in the trenches live from the gutter my niggas still got that butter everybody round me hustlers you really bout ya paper my nigga whats up then lets create a legacy not a 1st class trip to the pen mind on my grind as the world turns standing firm they gone be mad when you on yours earn up get on ya cake more let em hate just soar elevate yourself past the bullshit crabs in the bucket fuck them lame ass niggas i ain't cool wit they love me i'm cooler than cool whip no problem acting a fool don't get foolish i was one of those batting clean up just gotta gangsta demeanor my certified cant live off another's name made my own cant get caught up the sucker games left them suckers alone you ain't paying my bills get the fuck out my throne these new niggas ain't got the heart to make a classic let me step up for em and trash some shit southside southside

thuggin is really my life can only build success if the energy right left alot of shit at the waste side my jeans my waist size my pistol got em saggin its all in the game no madden hearing say im its a blessing they love to see me stressing distance myself from the block hate to see me on the rise see the envy in they eyes looking past it towards the money been trying to change my view not sorry you don't see my visions was planning on doing it sitting on the block turned every job into a spot it was all for the gwap living like i was raised sitting on my ass never got me paid gotta live like king wasn't born to be no slave self made self made ask them why they hating just focused on caken pillsbury betty crocker
crispy creme dunkin donuts on the strip its a money thing lot of shit being hungry bring living sure come with alot of funny things if it dont make money it dont make cents they mad i rather grind than blow mine damn

Written by:
GEORGE EDWIN JR DREISBACH

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