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I'm So Gutter Lyrics - Singles - Rasaq

[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 

 

[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