Guttah Boi Status – Artistic lyrics

For the city
Late one nigga
Guttah Boi Status
Double D I got you my nigga

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Making moves nigga, keep for up my game room

2 x Hook:
Woke up this morning, city artistic
You got a life fucked up that's on a?? Better
Ain't got time for showing off
Bitch I'm putting on, murder on the low..
Bitch you know I ain't..

Still with it certified cool running dj certifies street nigga they go..
P**sy djs cool running ain't fucking with them, believe that
Wait, hold up! Rest of duice.. The mixtape
And wake up artistic every day you nigga
Can't choose to mister murder man, talk to these folks, turn up!

Free city
Make run nigga!
Guttah Boi Status
Double D I got you my nigga

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Making moves nigga, keep for up my game room

2 x Hook:
Woke up this morning, city artistic
You got a life fucked up that's on a?? Better
Ain't got time for showing off
Bitch I'm putting on, murder on the low..
Bitch you know I ain't..

Move from the basis, start the perfection
All I need is the break
How to eat big ball wait, so I'm flipping plates
Eating lunch bricks, plan in work to my family straight
Out here, tryin to make something break
And my word in my city is safe
Ain't no perfect patch, I'm on this camera late,
So pain struggle, she real my way
No matter where you leave
No pain, no buff, getting money ain't an option
Low body I ever trust, but I really get trust,
Psych me, only got dick for you hoes,
Chris for you fuck niggas, what that mean don't play with p**sy
I'm ready to statch em all nigga,
Is clutch to see, the best of me
So.. On be, on be,
All you work on nigga
Don't need to be the success to be for trapping roll but fuck nigga
That's been a difference between me and fuck niggas
Ain't nothing new nigga and nothing changed,
Except for the game over popping with these lames nigga
Tryin to fight just to eating lane, lane.

2 x Hook:
Woke up this morning, city artistic
You got a life fucked up that's on a?? Better
Ain't got time for showing off
Bitch I'm putting on, murder on the low..
Bitch you know I ain't..

All I know is.. On so keeping up my game room
Never know if I'm doing good, but bad gotta keep em soon
So say I'm intersocial, I feel like I'm exclusive,
Say tryin to figure me out, she in it hard but one thing I'm pursuing
Scoop me.. Feel with fifty pack,
Whenever I've been polluting cages and miss so much
And be as the restitution, time.. Better tighting up body pollute
We got them two.. Their ass suck,
And shit banana.. Please don't make my..
And some keep coming that shit, don't make human flip.

So young and I need more for more than average
I please take my set, always make something happen
Infatuate with hustling, no time for stunting
You know my niggas clutch, rade adding
Oh you got that wool, like woody on flexin nigga
How much wood would 'i don't give a fuck
All my niggas pay