Gutta Lyfe ft. Teknikkz Lyrics

Life's to short when you stuck in the hustle

We all slanging CD's or chipping off a bundle

In the Gutta pumping weight we never never actin humble

If you ever step ta my face it will be trouble

Life's to short when you stuck in the hustle

We all slanging CD's or chipping off a bundle

In the Gutta pumping weight we never never actin humble

If you ever step ta my face it will be trouble

Coming up on the east side of Toronto

Kahlua mudslides used to fill my baby bottle

I'm puking off those evil thoughts forgotten plots on enemies

All my chops and Hennessy I hope that you remember me

When I'm passed and buried gone my last wish play my songs

Take a big hit sprinkle dust just hit ye bong

Blow a big cloud now watch my soul carry on

Rite thru the sound wow its almost like I'm barely gone

Cause shits getting played out I'm scared of a raid now

With big UC's kicking doors yelling lay down

So I'm steady slanging rhymes looking for my way out

Ain't shit for free so ye know u gonna pay pal

My day to day life yo its gotta stay sporadic

Hand to hands to the addicts with the dirty ass habits

One trap to the next they all be looking a like

Dilapidated flats bags full of Walter White

Life's to short when you stuck in the hustle

We all slanging CD's or chipping off a bundle

In the Gutta pumping weight we never never actin humble

If you ever step ta my face it will be trouble

Life's to short when you stuck in the hustle

We all slanging CD's or chipping off a bundle

In the Gutta pumping weight we never never actin humble

If you ever step ta my face it will be trouble