[Lyric] The Gutter (Tripleninestar)

Came out the mud
I ain't fronting trap lords
We was toting 40s in the gutter
We had nothing To lose

I still got love for 3 stars
But i ain’t tryna pull up on nobody
I got dreams to lose
Though I got homies in the gutter
They ain't ready for truce
Put you on CNN
Cause you internet tough
Boy you ain't smacking nobody
Why the fuck is you bluff
I wouldn’t die for the streets
My momma still need my love
I ain't tryna die young
I got some to prove
Paranoid i need xanax
My medication the booth
I still got love for 3 stars
But i ain't tryna pull up on nobody
I got dreams to lose
Though I got homies in the gutter
They ain't ready for truce
Put you on CNN
Cause you internet tough
Boy you ain't smacking nobody
Why the fuck is you bluff
I wouldn't die for the streets
My momma still need my love
I ain't tryna die young
I got some to prove
Paranoid i need xanax
My medication the booth

I remember elementary
I was one of the weakest
Always lackin ain afraid to
Admit i was intimidated
Now im out the mud elevated
Better dont try me unless
You wanna see me incarcerated
I got anxiety
All my smiles were fake in 2019 and 20
I was in the trenches
Serving enemies With 30s
Colombia bussin i was
Lowkey bloodthirsty tryna heal
My pain causing more pain thats petty
Still got love for 3 stars
But i ain't tryna pull up on nobody
I got dreams to lose
Though I got homies in the gutter
They ain’t ready for truce
Put you on CNN
Cause you internet tough
Boy you ain’t smacking nobody
Why the fuck is you bluff
I wouldn't die for the streets
My momma still need my love
I ain’t tryna die young
I got some to prove
Paranoid i need xanax
My medication the booth

Rest in peace to my grandma
Rest In Peace my grandpa
Man Long live Solomon and Mj
Almost dropped dead when they
Told me yall ain't make it
I just want y'all names tatted on my chest
So Everything i do imma do it for y'all
I swear imma turnup
Easy pa & ma i got y’all for life
I still got love for 3 stars
But i ain't tryna pull up on nobody
I got dreams to lose
Though I got homies in the gutter
They ain't ready for truce
Put you on CNN
Cause you internet tough
Boy you ain't smacking nobody
Why the fuck is you bluff
I wouldn't die for the streets
My momma still need my love
I ain't tryna die young
I got some to prove
Paranoid i need xanax
My medication the booth