Grip - Gutter! lyrics

[Verse 1: GRIP] My dad a no-show just like the ni**as on Maury (On Maury) You wouldn't know though unless I give you my story (You my what?) If you not addict or dealer I guess you boring (Guess you) You need a gimmick, I find that sh*t to be corny (Guess you corny) I used to dream 'bout this sh*t when I was a shorty I idolized many legends that came before me (Came before me) I used to want all the money, fame, and the glory (What else?) A Grammy in Best Album category (Who you think you is, ni**a?) Uh, plaques and silverware, play for plays, eating-ass, ni**a Twin mattress on the floor, sleeping-ass ni**a Iffy friends, kitchen faucet, leaking-ass ni**a Off the gas and liquor, down to my last nickel [Pre-Chorus: GRIP & Wara] What would you do if you came from the gutter To a game to get some change in exchange for your struggles? And you sang 'bout the pain that pertain to your color Just for it to get appraised by some lame motherfu*kers, yeah (Motherfu*kers) [Chorus: Wara & GRIP] How you figure? I'm larger than life, ni**a Ain't pickin' no side with ya, we gon' ride 'til we die (Motherfu*kers) Flip a ni**a like switches, I'm 'bout my riches When we step up in the building, put your hands in the sky (Motherfu*kers) And put your hands in the sky (Motherfu*kers) And put your hands in the sky [Verse 2: GRIP] Back with a vengeance Get slapped with the strap when I'm snatchin' your pendant Rappers pretendin', I'll really squeeze the ratchet and end it Compare me to who? All of these ni**as whack, I'm offended I told them I was top five and I actually meant it Not slacking a minute, I'm actually ahead of it My past is your present tense Forgave you 'fore you started jacking my rhetoric A veteran, the jacket's a letterman, the flow a headache, pass the Excedrin This is way past your aesthetic Far beyond the image, this is trap and rappin' in your partner's Honda Civic Or that county jail your mama visit to see if a bond was given 'Cause you took a chance to advance in a life you ain't found to live in Why would I respond to critics? [Pre-Chorus: GRIP] What would you do if you came from the gutter To a game to get some change in exchange for your struggles? And you sang 'bout the pain that pertain to your color Just for it to get appraised by some lame motherfu*kers (Motherfu*kers) [Chorus: Wara & GRIP] How you figure? I'm larger than life, ni**a Ain't pickin' no side with ya, we gon' ride 'til we die (Motherfu*kers) Flip a ni**a like switches, I'm 'bout my riches When we step up in the building, put your hands in the sky (Motherfu*kers) And put your hands in the sky (Motherfu*kers) And put your hands in the sky