Keep it so good and for bread and butter never played a game
!@^%s be acting, this unattractive #~!!@ look so lame
!@^%s are starving so robbing just went up a hundred percent

The cops slippin' somebody less fortunate gon' take that %#@!
Snatch it and pack it and sell it for cheap, !@$@ that's straight profit
!@^% that's bills paid, !@$@ that's cash in them pockets

Blame it on Bush, George1 and George2
For all the bull%#@! there is, brother goin' through
Bill $$# !@$@s gonna stay the real

$#&@ $$# !@$@s gon' fade with
Hoe $$# !@$@s gonna die of (*##$es
I'm strapped mother$#&@er don't play with me

I'm turned up about my check
Still gettin' money in my old project
Got two's on deck

This bringin' up the sack
I'da made a me like that
I was talkin' 'bout trap, strap, kickin' my back

Jumpin' on the floor with the strap
Got cameras in the front, back, tool in my lap
In this (*##$ cookin' up crack

And you see what I drive, I'm high, fly
Ain't %#@! a !@$@ can't buy
And it's me and my guys, I ride guy

I get to a (*##$ right now
Young !@$@ be Popeye, I ain't gonna lie
I can see a (*##$ in your eyes

So I keep that vibe damn right
Imma go hard damn all the time
I'm out here chasin' bread and butter

I faced a lot of strugglers
Just show this (*##$ I'm from the gutter
Watch me turn up on these suckers

Turn up

I know some gutter boys

I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
I know some gutter boys

I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
For their bread and butter

They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter

For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter

They go gut a gutter

Gutter !@$@s don't clamp in the shoots

Before you wanna plan this heat you better know how the gang goes
I see you servin' them packs
And I hear you got the cracks

Mother $#&@ you got to hold them blocks all
But look at me, I gotta eat
I'm tryin' to get up on my feet

I wanna work 'em on this (*##$ with the bank roll
Imma have to let you down, Imma put that on the pound
Don't frown cuz you know how the gang go

For the breand and butter, you gotta get your brother
Cuz he won't understand if I come into hand
I gotta feed him and his mother

So let me cut around with all that floss
!@^% I got me a lunch time
Better play low key my !@$@, these boys goin' forward in my lunch line

If a !@$@'s gonna eat, you gotta get murk
Then it's what it's gonna be
Got a couple !@$@s on your tinuend true night that I set it up

Force my feet, got a few gutter holes running these streets
Panning that out , playing that beat
If you don't pound around !@$@ none of them weak

Playing with their money, watch your $$# get beat in them streets

I know some gutter boys

I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world

For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter

They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter

Born in the gutter

Raised in the gutter
Guess you could say I'm a gutter mother$#&@er
Don't play it brown with you mother$#&@er suckers
No love for a sneeze, no love for a buster
Hustle, !@$@, all I know

Hit the bricks, !@$@, get that dough
Don't play no game, I pimp a hoe
Miff a Tennessee !@$@ with a country flow
This cup and this blunt got me smoke
That bread and butter got me on go
Cuz a !@$@ from the gutter don't mean that a !@$@ can't go and get that case whole

That bread and butter
That %#@! make me gut a gutter
That bread and butter
That %#@! make me gut a gutter
I swear the bread and butter just keep callin' me
Keep it comin' out hard like ballin' G
Pimp the lyrics of a pimp, that's a part of me

So ruthless, these streets coldhearted me
Livin' stunt half all the way to Crystal Street
East Side till the !@$@ rest in peace
See that money make a !@$@ do crazy thangs
Wanna hang your bang for the chains of fame
Who's that with that fat man drinkin' that cognacA
Ready for combat (*##$es

TMack don't need no hothead woman
Your ball better take care of order
I'm in the city with killers and thugs who don't give a damn about sellin' no drugs
Memphis inside of me
Real !@$@s ride with me cuz in the heart of the city's no love
Yea hoe, I'm from Memphis
That owed me cuz you know what that's likeA

Yea hoe, that %#@! is cutthroat
No love hoe, we shoot on sight (yea hoe)
Pick that (*##$ you $#&@in' with
She suck my homie dick Sally
She needed a rent paid week
$#&@ about that's all we hall it
I'm sayin' no

Ain't no love in the city when it comes to a weak mother$#&@er
Tryin' to act hard in the street
Then we look him in his eyes
Take his money then we leave him in the gutter
I'm sayin' no
I'm watchin' the people observin' your every move
(*##$ please make your next move be your best move (*##$


I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter