GUTTER

P-p-please get ya head out the gutter
Whatcha mean nah nah I ain't stutter
Smooth talking can't believe it's not butter
Talking crazy make me go and get ya mother
Whatchu think I'm a lollipop sucker
I ain't never going Hollywood brother
Came up on the block, opps looking flustered
Like as Soon as i-land they shutter
White boys all the swag we can muster
Ain't no ketchup when we go and bring the mustard
Relish this dawg fore we hit our come up
Cold as custard, iceberg no Zucker

I don't need acknowledgments
Unfollow me
A lot of these folk don't see what I could be
They only see a wannabe

They wanting me molded to their liking some pottery
But I won't be mousing round chasing after lots of cheese
You know me, coming from the land of Potawatomi
Stolen land, treat it like commodity

Pardon me
Apologies
I had to get back on the beat
They tryna hide the past
So you gotta read
They gonna be mad at me probably

Probably, but if that's how it's gotta be
All things work together, that's ecology

Imma be anomaly ok
Not responding to the hate
Might get god is good tatted on my face
Imma turn up in this place

Imma turn up with the pace
I'm still learning while I race
Getting golds like usain bolt running in 08,
Man I'm coming for the greats
Man I'm coming for my plate
Ima eat but I'm saying grace
If you mad at

P-p-please get ya head out the gutter
Whatcha mean nah nah I ain't stutter
Smooth talking can't believe it's not butter
Talking crazy make me go and get ya mother
Whatchu think I'm a lollipop sucker
I ain't never going Hollywood brother
Came up on the block, opps looking flustered
Like as Soon as i-land they shutter
White boys all the swag we can muster
Ain't no ketchup when we go and bring the mustard
Relish this dawg fore we hit our come up
Cold as custard, iceberg no Zucker

Steezy dreamers
Ain't copping beamers
Peep my demeanor
You think I mean
I could get meaner

Stanley steamer, bring it hot but I'm still cleaner
Zaboomafoo lil lemur
Star of the show, go head put me in the theater
Roddy rich I hop out of the two seater

Copy this come with attitude Imma curve ya
No burner I'm kinda odd
Best rapper you that never heard of
Verses on verses
Put these beats into hearses
Wrote this inside the Stu
I barely rehearsed it
I'm rapping in cursive
I'm slapping the serpent
Im back and I'm certain
Im back for a purpose
I'm back And I'm purchased
Booth is hot like furnace
I swear I deserve this
Now that you heard this



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Gaffney
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