Out the Gutter

I got to get out of this fucking gutter
I can not spend life in this fucking gutter
So I'm gonna stay down
On my fucking come up
I'll rise and then shine
Like the fucking suns up
Cuz
I got to get out of this fucking gutter
I can not spend life in this fucking gutter
No way none of these demons
Gonna keep me under
Ill get out this hellhole
Put that on my brother

Hustle out the struggle
Putting diamonds on my mother
I know sometimes she be thinking
That I'm just a fuck up
Ima get this bread
And make this life as smooth as butter
Buy a big ass mansion with a chef n butler
Living like the fresh prince
Call up Jeffery
Designer shit mixin Louie with the fendi
No worries mama, ima make everything stress free
I will prosper, not no weapons formed against me
I been down where the dirt is
Where the pigs always lurkin
Getting rich or die tryin like I'm Curtis
Mama wants me back in church is
But im killin all these verses
Lord knows I'm Hardworkin
So the glory I deserve it
*Amen*
People hating
best believe they'll never end me
If anything
They're the reason my tank ain't empty
I guess it's life that some shit is bound to test me
Grinding underground
Til the day I'm finally set free

I got to get out of this fucking gutter
I can not spend life in this fucking gutter
So I'm gonna stay down
On my fucking come up
I'll rise and then shine
Like the fucking suns up
Cuz
I got to get out of this fucking gutter
I can not spend life in this fucking gutter
No way none of these demons
gonna keep me under
Ill get out this hellhole
Put that on my brother



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Adinlewa
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