Gutta Kid

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It's always love on my end 
I'm the position to win 
Fuc 12 Ian never have my pencil in class why would I go to the pen 
We stay ready we gone load up me and my many mans 
Dis ain't no soccer team we hopping out mini vans 
Glock kick back yeah blow him through the wind 
We Sliding in traffic wit toboggans and sticks 
I did her wrong Sheon want my love again 
I tried to change but I'm a gutter kid 

I'm at the spot tryna run up a Whole
I was moving packs when nobody know 
Terrell Owens throw the pack ima score 
The plug up the pack he know issa go 
Wake up put dick in ha mouth let it grow
Oh we throw 3s and the 4s 
Oh Fa The 3 With The 9 ima blow 
Pop out he get left onna road
Oh sheen never love before 
Ima get to my goals ima score
Made a couple stops fucking yo hoe
I can't give ha a piece of my Loath 
They ain't never gave me shit before 
I was down bad bad I was poe 
Let's Hitta lick ima kick inna doe
No matter what I do I'm pure inna soul 

I gotta pack from the west end 
It was that fuu niggas capping
I was down bad that was back then
F*ck it I ran up them racks then 

I'm 39 block witta Mack 10 
Can't come to my hood wit no check in 
Runna nigga down like pack man 
I put the crack in my hat man 
I was robbin Ian never like bat man
 
These niggas pussy cat mans 
We gang banging stacking 
We shoot guns no jaking 
You won't catch me lacking
I Risk my life for my friends 
No matter how you feel It's always love on my end 

I had to show em I'm a thug again 
Aye I keep a 9 Ion wanna be no captain
Aye I keep my guard up I won't let them within
let me know if you gone ride to the end 

If you gone ride till the end I gotcho back 
We 4 deep tryna smack yea my niggas jack 
Pop out the cut we tote Ak's and macks 
The key to the game is to never relax
Ima do my dance onna bitch 
I f*ck ha good she talk ha shit
rollup fa the one time nigga we lit aye 
my nighas died in this bitch 

This for my niggas who slide wit the stick aye 
They was celibate now they on my dick yeah 
She gone f*ck the first she been doing this 
Why tf my niggas cross me out his name ain't Chris 
We broke on Christmas no presents 
She fell In love through a message
We still gone eat if I'm second 
I'm a king not a peasent
No will smith this a wesson
We grew up round weapons
Report card say FN

It's always love on my end 
I'm the position to win 
Fuc 12 Ian never have my pencil in class why would I go to the pen 
We stay ready we gone load up me and my many mans 
Dis ain't no soccer team we hopping out mini vans 
Glock kick back yeah blow him through the wind 
We Sliding in traffic wit toboggans and sticks 
I did her wrong Sheon want my love again 
I tried to change but I'm a gutter kid 

I'm on the block witta glock witta dick 
I was trapping I came up off a split 
Sheon want my love I'm sick of this bitch 
I drop the top onna opp he get hit 
Free Tre that's my nigga he got my back  
F*ck it I'm copping these packs 
Ima keep stepping on niggas like welcome mats 
I will not change ima stay me facts 
Ion know why nighas hate me 
I wish Football would've save me ye 
I pop a perv and get lazy 
Ima thug my FL still hate me ye
I'm thug won't let a bitch play 
Money make hoes wanna date me ye
Fucka record in HD YE 
Out the mud Ian paying fa say cheese ye
I'm on the block wit the pack no check stub 
Get you street nigga we got the best love 
Get you street nigha we got the best drugs 
 These niggas ain't kunkey I got the best plugs 
 My clip hold 10 plus a dub
You going out sad bout these hoes boy you a scrub 
I'm just a young nigga Ian had nun 
Ion want these hoes I'm done 
I keep a 38 I'm 38 +1
Increase the murderate 
We stay close to guns 
Pop out the cut put a hole in his lung 
No matta where I go they where I from 
I'm the one who get it done no cap 
You sell off a zip nigga that ain't no trap 
Ion talk onna phone they snitching on apps 
Walk down onna opp wess that cap in yo rap

It's always love on my end 
I'm the position to win 
Fuc 12 Ian never have my pencil in class why would I go to the pen 
We stay ready we gone load up me and my many mans 
Dis ain't no soccer team we hopping out mini vans 
Glock kick back yeah blow him through the wind 
We Sliding in traffic wit toboggans and sticks 
I did her wrong Sheon want my love again 
I tried to change but I'm a gutter kid

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Written by: keun starling

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