Testo Gutta - Udiggde
Testo della canzone Gutta (Udiggde), tratta dall'album Likeableasshole
Made it out the gutta
See haha I told you I ain't need yo ass for nothing
Hustle for them hundreds now I'm counting blues whenever
Got it with my brothers now we tied it all together
Now we tied it all together
Tell grandma I love her
The streets can leave you lonely so I sleep with my barrette
And niggas dying everyday but still we can't say nothing
That nigga want a body after they killed his little brother
He wanna die with his little brother (damn)
Shawty need to cry she need a shoulder
She got to telling me thing like I don't know
She the other side of the gutta
She seen a different side of the struggle
That shit ain't like no other
I wish it on no other
Its worse then a son without his mother
What's than a son whiteout his mother
That's a different type of struggle
Four hit two dead that's a double homicide
Robbing and that murder shawty really lived that life
And shawty out the ghetto he never really knew life
But he seen some money now he want a new life
And she went on OD of the Robitussin
He was old now he young damn that's that Benjamin button
He had lived with seeing his brother die but couldn't do nothing
That's a different trauma and he put it on his momma
Now that nigga went and
Made it out the gutta
See haha I told you I ain't need yo ass for nothing
Hustle for them hundreds now I'm counting blues whenever
Got it with my brothers now we tied it all together
Now we tied it all together
Tell grandma I love her
The streets can leave you lonely so I sleep with my barrette
And niggas dying everyday but still we can't say nothing
That nigga want a body after they killed his little brother
He wanna die with his little brother (damn)
Made it out the struggle
I don't wish that on no other
A father seen a son kill his brother
That ain't the shit we call loving
I'm from a place there ain't no hugging
Niggas getting killed still didn't do nothing
In these streets ain't no mama loving
They'll knock you off for nothing
Yea stress gone fucking kill me
Looking left and right don't know who gone me
Kill me kill De damn that's a sentence I can't finish
I got that Glock I will replenish
These bullets yea they gone replenish
That's another clip in it
And that Draco extended
Load it rip it and hit em
Made it out the gutta
See haha I told you I ain't need yo ass for nothing
Hustle for them hundreds now I'm counting blues whenever
Got it with my brothers now we tied it all together
Now we tied it all together
Tell grandma I love her
The streets can leave you lonely so I sleep with my barrette
And niggas dying everyday but still we can't say nothing
That nigga want a body after they killed his little brother
He wanna die with his little brother (damn)
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Writer(s): Demetrice Alexander
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