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letra de project baby - gutta foolie

project baby born in a gutta poverty,
and if yo azz aint had no hustle then yo azz aint eat,
and when my daddy left i jumped head first in da streets,
dem childsupport checks wasnt helping mama feed her kids…
project baby born in a gutta poverty,
and if yo azz aint had no hustle then yo azz aint eat,
and when my daddy left i jumped head first in da streets,
dem childsupport checks wasnt helping mama feed her kids ayyy.
seem like everytime i try to win i always lose,
when i lost my mother my mind got confused,
couple years later been up on da news, mind vs.
reality i had to choose,
had no father figure had to get it on my own,
taking all deez losses made a young n-gga strong me against da world
so my back against da wall,
feeling like im boosie baaby ready to set it off,
da same n-gga say he love ya he’ll k!ll ya doe,
came from da same struggle but dey ion feel me doe,
i been deep up in deez streets on my grind,
my own partners hating on me dont wanna see me shine,
dats why i keep it on my waist ready to bust,
n-gga move wrong turn his azz to angel dust mama raised a soldier i
cam e from out da gutta n-gga im deep
up in deez streets all i know is hustle…
project baby born in a gutta poverty,
and if yo azz aint had no hustle then yo azz aint eat,
and when my daddy left i jumped head first in da streets,
dem childsupport checks wasnt helping mama feed her kids…
project baby born in a gutta poverty,
and if yo azz aint had no hustle then yo azz aint eat,
and when my daddy left i jumped head first in da streets,
dem childsupport checks wasnt helping mama feed her kids ayyy…
i had to get it out da bottom dawg,
aint n0body wanna see me come up out it yall,
i came from nothing sh-t was real in dat struggle dawg,
ny lady looking like she ready to hit a f-cken wall dam,
i came up out da sandbox wit em,
n-ggaz changed on me daily seemed like i did it,
but it wasn’t me at all da whole time it was u lil n-gga,
i kept it g up to da g dats how i do it n-gga 4real,
i know dat b-tch wanna pop now,
but ian wit dat dumb sh-t im bout a bag ha,
aind if yeen talking blue backs b-tch dont talk to me,
i get dat money from da bottom till it touch the t 4real,
gutta all a n-gga know,
i lost my granny lost my momma lost my kuzzin dow,
and my lil brudda he got k!lled by his own brudda i know da game is
kinda f-cked up how sh-t can unfold,
and u know round dis b-tch keep yo eyes open cause n-ggaz a snitch on
ya and smile in yo face dawg,
dats jus how da game goes in da bottom dawg
cant trust n0body but ya dam self ya feel me dawg…
project baby born in a gutta poverty,
and if yo azz aint had no hustle then yo azz aint eat,
and when my daddy left i jumped head first in da streets,
dem childsupport checks wasnt helping mama feed her kids…
project baby born in a gutta poverty,

- gutta foolie

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