Live From the Gutter

Hendrix

Yeah

Aqua

Hah

(I woke up like this)

Reporting live from the fucking gutter, bitch

I ain't talking about some big money shit

I ain't talking nothin', but big money shit

I ain't talking nothin', but big money, bitch

Reporting live from the gutter

I'll buy these motherfuckers talking big money shit, bitch

Straight up out the gutter, never had shit

Now we got 90210 on our address

Talking ten mill' just to get an asset

I know them tears still falling down on my last bitch

This money made me hungry, I'm a savage

I've seen stars lining up, you couldn't imagine

I watched my broad give up on me like I'm average

I went back inside the attic

Count it up and started laughing, ah (ha-ha-ha)

I went back inside the attic

Count it up and started laughing, ah, hah

Cuban links hanging on my wrist I was on welfare

Wake up in the house, I look around, see bales everywhere

I see girls everywhere, I see scales everywhere

I see hell everywhere, I get mail everywhere

Walked outside Buford County, came out in a Learjet

A fiend for that lean, I ain't even started drinking beer yet

They bust the trap, I live there

Came out clean, I ain't clean my niggas still there

Just imagine, you was living lavish, and they still there

Wake up in the crib, pools sitting on the hill now

I just need some niggas with me that gon' keep it real now

Got a lot of pretty bitches, I just paid they bills now

Money make 'em feel good, but does she make me feel good?

Known for gettin' that guala out in Europe, but I'm still hood

Known to pop a bottle on a motherfucker

Like I'm on my last damn dollar (hah)

Reporting live from the fucking gutter, bitch

I ain't talking about some big money shit

I ain't talking nothin', but big money shit

I ain't talking nothin', but big money, bitch

Reporting live from the gutter

I will buy this motherfucker

It's not even a discussion, woo

And I got my niggas with me, yeah-yeah

She gon' end up dipping with me, yeah-yeah

And I got her tripping off the yah-yah

Pillow talking dishing out on all y'all, yeah

In one ear and out the other

Shut your mouth and take what's coming

Live from the gutter, dawg, yeah-yeah

She don't want pets, but I'm a dog, yeah-yeah

And she love it, dawg, yeah-yeah

And she love it, dawg, yeah-yeah

On the Billboards, all we do is pop shit

Soon as night fall, that's when we lock in

This for my niggas on that bullshit and that nonsense

This for my dawgs that go Karrueche with the chopsticks, woo

And we gon' miss you

They don't want no smoke, they don't want no issue

But these the times we gotta live through

But these the times we gotta live through, and I'm

Reporting live from the fucking gutter, bitch

I ain't talking about some real money shit

Reporting live from the damn gutter

Swear to God, I'll buy this motherfucker, ah