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Yeahhh

Grrt, baow

Huh

Shoutout my guy prophet

Look, look

(Verse 1)

Big stepper, I walk like the city is mine (It’s mine)

Demons behind me, they move in a line (On go)

Glock tucked, but the ice still shine (Still shine)

Did dirt, but I’m clean by design (Woo)

Don’t talk much, I just show up and flex

Blick on my lap, not a chain on my neck

NY jungle, I’m deep in the set

Where loyalty thin and the stakes is a check

Yeah, I came from the mud, no pity (Nah)

Still movin’ no Diddy in a cold north city (Facts)

Don’t run up, this drum got rhythm

Let it sing on a opp like Whitney (Baow, baow, baow)

(Hook)

Gutter gold, made it out the pitch-black soul (Pitch black)

I ain’t fold, came up where the blocks on cold (Brrr)

Ten toes, I ain’t never back down, I rose

Talk slick, put a tag on your brand-new clothes

Gutter gold, came up off the rocks and pain

No luck, just war and gain

Still slide with the gang

Say my name, better speak on facts

Or you might not walk this block and back (Grrah, baow)

(Verse 2)

Hood rich, but the trauma don’t vanish (Nah)

Opps talk tough, then they ghost in Spanish

Slide through Harlem, coupe do damage

I ain’t tryna hear peace, I’m savage

NY fitted, the crown don’t tilt

Still make plays when the vibe feel guilt

I don’t post much, but I’m lit in the field

Got a pole like a vote and it’s tucked for the kill (Boom)

Catch me outside, no Bhad Bhabie

Real street ties, can’t clone what raised me

Nightmares live where the dreams got shot

And the city on fire but my heart stay wavy

(Hook)

Gutter gold, made it out the pitch-black soul (Yeah)

I ain’t fold, came up where the blocks on cold (On froze)

Ten toes, I ain’t never back down, I rose (I rose)

Talk slick, put a tag on your brand-new clothes (Woo)

Gutter gold, came up off the rocks and pain

No luck, just war and gain

Still slide with the gang

Say my name, better speak on facts

Or you might not walk this block and back (Baow, grrah)

(Outro – Adlibs)

Grrt

This that city hunger

Drill with soul

Yeah

Can’t clone this cloth

New York sh—