Fie Beezy - Da Gutta

Addicted to the Streets I took to it like a fish take to water
Serving like a waiter like how may I take your order Getting legal or illegal like im the money gatekeeper
So blessed and highly favored I keep dodging the Grim reaper
Even my cousin tried to gun me down outside my granny house
I ain't letting it bother me I just can't believe it like Wow
This what it comes to I won't let nothing stop my pockets
Don't get out of line cause I don't wanna have to get you in pocket
I hung around Hustlers robbers and killers
So it's safe to say that a few traits rubbed off on me nigga
But I'm just trying to do me and stack a few milli-ons
I Elevated my frequency cause I use to be a bum.
Real talk is it ok for me to keep it real with ya
Let me tell ya what I learned bout the streets Don't trust no nigga
And don't be pillow-talking to these hoes cause you'll be dead nigga
It's a difference from being a smart nigga and a dead nigga.

There always somebody ready to jack

You gotta always watch yo back

Be careful who you call friend

That where the hatred begins

When you come from gutter

To many guns and not enough butter

Don't have a head hard as concrete

If you want to stay alive

You gotta stay out the steets

Its not about the chances you take

It's all about the choices you make

When you standing alone,

that's when you show that you strong

Thats not easy to do

When everybody's seems untrue

Your heart can get cold as ice

Be ready to put up a fight

Cause Any..body can turn off yo lights

Written by:
CHRISTOPHER FENDERSON, JIMMIE FENDERSON

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