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[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
So I'm on my own standin' strong
Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains
Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone
Getting' my hussle on

I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies
I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry
Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes
I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes

Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,
Aggravations that a nigga's facing
I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory
They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me

But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live
That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig.
Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle
Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.

[Chorus]
Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing
I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young
But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me
Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse 2]
Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly
Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty

Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm
Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn

True to life through the mic they got me telling stories
With the fame and the lights I feed my territory

Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney
Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies

They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd
It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves
Absolute with this power they call me realistic
Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living

Giving my life to the night on the dirty
All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early

Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread
Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse 3]
Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent
And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent

I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch
So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench

I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle
How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle?

I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle
Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel

Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick
Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit

Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain
Some handle the stress others break from the pain

It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather
Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together

All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty
Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse 4]
Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God
He gave me talent these civilians
Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid
Got niggas sayin' they made me
The only thing that was maybe was music
Cause nobody ever properly paid me

Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated
It got me out there again glad that's alleviated
But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade
Hit the streets must be inebriated

Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented
Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit
Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back
2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat

I tried to tell'em let me do this here
They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year
I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30
Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies
I'm constantly dirty

[Chorus]
[Repeat 4x]
[Verse 1]  Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime  So I'm on my own standin' strong  Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains  Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone  Getting' my hussle on    I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies  I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry  Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes  I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes    Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,  Aggravations that a nigga's facing  I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory  They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me    But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live  That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig.  Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle  Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.    [Chorus]  Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing  I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young  But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me  Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty  [Repeat 2x]    [Verse 2]  Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly  Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty    Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm  Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn    True to life through the mic they got me telling stories  With the fame and the lights I feed my territory    Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney  Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies    They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd  It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves  Absolute with this power they call me realistic  Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living    Giving my life to the night on the dirty  All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early    Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread  Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head    [Chorus]  [Repeat 2x]    [Verse 3]  Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent  And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent    I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch  So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench    I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle  How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle?    I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle  Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel    Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick  Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit    Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain  Some handle the stress others break from the pain    It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather  Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together    All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty  Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty    [Chorus]  [Repeat 2x]    [Verse 4]  Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God  He gave me talent these civilians  Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid  Got niggas sayin' they made me  The only thing that was maybe was music  Cause nobody ever properly paid me    Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated  It got me out there again glad that's alleviated  But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade  Hit the streets must be inebriated    Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented  Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit  Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back  2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat    I tried to tell'em let me do this here  They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year  I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30  Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies  I'm constantly dirty    [Chorus]  [Repeat 4x]