Sound of the Gutter
Yeah
It's $nake Eyez
It's the sound of the gutter, yep
Uh huh
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
Putting the work in for so long, they call me a struggling artist
I ain't looking for free clout, that's why I work the hardest
Looking out the front window, all I see is other apartments
Tired of working for poverty, I gotta get out of this department
Relentless with my dreams, the shit done got me deranged
Words got a speech impediment, it's too hard to explain
I get paid by the hour, how the fuck is that rich?
Being poor is a prison, and it done made me it's bitch
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
I shake my head so much cause I'm surrounded by doubt
And it's the ones that's close to me, fuck is that all about?
Every time I walk in my day job, I wanna go punch the clock
Some get mountains to climb, I get glacier rocks
Tryna be a freshman next year, but the enrollment's too competitive
The industry still sleeping like it OD'd on sedatives
Horns on me are not the devil's, they from a unicorn
I guess the girls will come to me when I suit up in uniform
That's why I gotta keep moving, tryna stay on my toes
So many thorns in the way, it's hard to reach for that rose
Ain't no denying me when I make it, no time for controversy
Too much garbage in the game, we need some diversity
I can rap, sing, and act, it feels so Neapolitan
The world got me choking on my dreams, the smoke is smoldering
No pressure on me man, I just gotta use my logic
I'm tired of stopping and frisking myself, every time I reach in my pockets
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
All the nightmares gonna be faded
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
All the praises, tell them to save it
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
Too much confidence, they can't shake it, nope
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
Too much talent, I ain't tryna waste it
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
It's $nake Eyez
It's the sound of the gutter, yep
Uh huh
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
Putting the work in for so long, they call me a struggling artist
I ain't looking for free clout, that's why I work the hardest
Looking out the front window, all I see is other apartments
Tired of working for poverty, I gotta get out of this department
Relentless with my dreams, the shit done got me deranged
Words got a speech impediment, it's too hard to explain
I get paid by the hour, how the fuck is that rich?
Being poor is a prison, and it done made me it's bitch
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
I shake my head so much cause I'm surrounded by doubt
And it's the ones that's close to me, fuck is that all about?
Every time I walk in my day job, I wanna go punch the clock
Some get mountains to climb, I get glacier rocks
Tryna be a freshman next year, but the enrollment's too competitive
The industry still sleeping like it OD'd on sedatives
Horns on me are not the devil's, they from a unicorn
I guess the girls will come to me when I suit up in uniform
That's why I gotta keep moving, tryna stay on my toes
So many thorns in the way, it's hard to reach for that rose
Ain't no denying me when I make it, no time for controversy
Too much garbage in the game, we need some diversity
I can rap, sing, and act, it feels so Neapolitan
The world got me choking on my dreams, the smoke is smoldering
No pressure on me man, I just gotta use my logic
I'm tired of stopping and frisking myself, every time I reach in my pockets
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
All the nightmares gonna be faded
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
All the praises, tell them to save it
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
Too much confidence, they can't shake it, nope
Keep your head up, we gonna make it
Too much talent, I ain't tryna waste it
I hear it calling my name, it's the sound of the gutter
I don't like what I see, I quickly close the shutters
Nobody likes to hear the sound of the gutter
I put the key in the ignition, but the car still sputters
I'm tired of hearing, the sound of the gutter
Stuck on margarine for so long, tryna search for the butter
I raised by the sound of the gutter
Success got me lost for words, that's why I start to stutter
Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Lee
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