Outta Tha Gutta Lyrics

Wake up head outside tryna find a quick bite

Up late last night tryna get this money rite

What you can blame me look around its crazy

Living in the inner city fuck you pay me

I never had a pops and my moms was gone too

Just a part of life what the fuck you gonna do

Head out in the world looking for the gwop

With a pocket full of dimes steady looking for a chop

Yo I'm out here all the time hunting for a quick dollar

And ye mama if that bitch will give it up quick I'll holla

At her on Sunday if I get bored tho

I don't know yo I mite just look at porno

Snapped back to reality hope I'm not a casualty

Oh that's so sad to see another wack rapper leave

Happens each and every week another rapper claims defeat

While I'm repping for my team OTG

New day fresh page new jays fresh fade

Walking down my block everybody know my fucking name

Hailed up from down the street little kids they gotta meet me

Asking when I'll be on TV acting like they wanna be me

Naw Hold up younging ye don't want to go that route

I've walked this path since day one regret what I've done for clout

So get ye asses back to classes I don't wanna see you out

Here on the corner no more passing them vile's now

Not a one a y'all can ever tell me to act different

Thats why I took the moniker and I ran with it

Rikoshay that's Horrorcore NataOne is so much more

Same person two sides I'm flipping quarters out the door

Tryna make it big off my dreams and this pocket lint

Talking shit locking it down for my metropolis

Confidence I got within is more then fucking obvious

The populous is gonna fear my name like its ominous

I started from the bottom in Tha Gutta's of Toronto

Now they building up the condos and they kick us out pronto

Yo I just wanna see tomorrow no more changes gotta make it

Up in the game before they fully re arrange it

I don't know where you be living where I'm at they always binging

Little kids they born with syndrome due to parents drug addictions

A d d d d era broken dreams in every mirror

80's baby 90's raised me can't make it any clearer

I don't know what you've been told this white boy walks a different road

Out Tha Gutta is my home we stay the realist ever known

Rikoshay aka NataOne up on my throne

Waiting for my fucking day I'll probably never see it tho

I still try and get out with this music that I peddle

But in no way will I sell out we can battle acapella

If you wanna test my mettle after all the dust settle

You'll be thinking that this rebel has bin co-signed by the devil