(Verse 1)
I'm from the gutter the low shorty
I'm nothing like who you know shorty
You remind me of my old shorty
Once I get off gotta go sorry
Money make money make more money
I Know mad n***as and they all funny
Mad Hittas Go to war for me
Make your hoe hold the door for me
Now
Wachu know about going out
Yeah
A n***as from da East bout to head west
Yeah
While I'm getting head in a red Lex
Know I'm with the tv's all up in the headrest Knock the mhm mhm out put it on bed rest yeah
King B coming through yah headset
Had to do more so I said less yeah
Had to do more so I said less yeah
I come from the trenches with the dealers and the mobsters
Old Hoes did me dirty made me Turn into a monster
I go play the starter you ain't even on the roster
Young n***a head twisted chiefin Loud just like a rasta
(Chorus)
I'm from the low low low
Choppas stay loaded shootas on go go go
I see you plottin n***a slow yo role
You catch me slipping that's a no no no
(2x)
(Verse 2)
I'm from the gutter the low shorty...
I'm from the gutter the low shorty
I'm nothing like who you know shorty
You remind me of my old shorty
Once I get off gotta go sorry
I'm from the gutter the low shorty
I'm from the gutter the low...
Look
I been a savage since I could remember I pray to the Lord cause I know I'm a sinner
Ball on a hater like magic I gave ya hoe Johnson I splitter and f** up her center
You n***as whack, yah could all s** a dick Wicha grandmother lip man I hate a pretender
Your baby mother give breakfast and head in a bed in the morning I eat her for dinner
I sold that work out my Honda whip
I bring drama where yah momma live
I son these n***as Like sunny day Chop down yah family tree f** who yah father is
Dropping these bombs like I'm flex I osama sh**
f** up my groove I go lama sh**
Pulling out Choppas unload and start chopping sh**
I been On go Benji green ain't no stopping it
I come from the trenches with the dealers and the mobsters
Old Hoes did me dirty made me Turn into a monster
I go play the starter you ain't even on the roster
Young n***a head chiefin smokin Loud just like a rasta
(Chorus)
I'm from the low low low
Choppas stay loaded shootas on go go go
I see you plottin n***a slow yo role
You catch me slipping that's a no no no
(2x)
I'm from the gutter the low shorty