Aint nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
So Im on my own standin strong
Holdin chrome, disrespect my villains
Getem gone, early mone, on the cone
Getting my hussle on
I stays dirty, chippin, choppin, flippin birdies
Im pushin 30, vision clear Im neva blurry
Plot and plan strategic mission Im on my toes
I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin foes
Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,
Aggravations that a niggas facing
I get complacent, thats my ass Im a memory
They spillin liquor on the curb when they mention me
But aint no fear in me, get it how you live
Thats if you hearin me, then dug down and dig.
Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle
Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.
Aint nobody ever gave me nothing
Im on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young
But now Im grown and I continue to struggle you heard me
Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty
Nigga, I gotta pocket full gs Im constantly
Serving my Nina knockem to they knees Im constantly dirty
Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm
Chop with hoppers loose the koppers with just a single turn
True to life through the mic they got me telling stories
With the fame and the lights I feed my territory
Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney
Flipp my profit keep on rockin it for my dead homies
They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd
Its the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves
Absolute with this power they call me realistic
Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living
Giving my life to the night on the dirty
All my might when its right then we strike onem early
Twisted life living dirty, super savage Im out to get that bread
Gutter living thats my habit until they rest my head
Which one of yall can I holla at when its time for me to pay rent
And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent
I got a even shorter list of people to call on when Im in a pinch
So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench
Im headed for trouble cause I cant sit here and struggle
How can I bubble if I dont get out and hustle?
Im in the wind put the spud on the muzzle
Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel
Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick
Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit
Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain
Some handle the stress others break from the pain
Its been fifteen of the damdest and aint nothing changed but the weather
Times are still getting harder and niggas cant stick together
All thru my teens, twentys seven when Im thirty
Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty
Aint nobody gave me nothin but God
He gave me talent these civilians
Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid
Got niggas sayin they made me
The only thing that was maybe was music
Cause nobody ever properly paid me
Dont get it twisted that little money was appreciated
It got me out there again glad thats alleviated
But the nigga that say I didnt have a following before Mitchell Bade
Hit the streets must be inebriated
Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented
Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit
Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting back
2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat
I tried to tellem let me do this here
They talkin like they dont want Nina getting thru this year
Im still strugglin hard, how can niggas disregard Im 30
Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies
Im constantly dirty
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