The view from the top is immaculate
Too bad a lot of y'all niggas will never be this high up in your life
It's a damn shame but this shit is just how it gotta be
It's big Gutter Rose nigga you heard
Hold on
Let the beat build, let the beat build
Yea, yea, yea
I got God by my side so I don't need no new support
I don't really mesh with rappers, I ain't tryna build rapport
Tryna conquer everything, tryna ice out every ring
Show my mom I made it, nigga, that's in spite of everything
Check the quote statistics, I'm just tryna erode the system
HLR, I feel like Millyz in my own division
I soaked the game up from them older niggas, own volition
Them niggas had them white keys up in the Volvo whippin'
Learn to listen twice as much as what you speak
And depending on what you see, you might not ever share a peep
Niggas walkin' with a stick like they a shepherd to the street
Always jackin' lone wolves, but they look better as some sheep
These rappers been followers, they'll post up with a gram
Just to get a Kodak moment, click it, post it on the Gram
You know the feds takin' pictures too, but they ain't for the Gram
They for the newspapers gavel slammin' off the hand to hand, shit
I hope you know to stop, you own a Glock, don't own the block
Imaginary shooters, nigga, all you got is photo ops
Jewelry probably fake too, shit, all you got is Photoshop
Shorty body fake too, man, she just got a total botch
It's f*cked up, you got the game f*cked up
But still nothin' ever worse than when your name f*cked up
I had to get it out the mud, my middle name tough luck
And Gutter Rose still on my back, so don't you get it f*cked up, my nigga
Official been my state of mind before I tried to write rhymes
My family whipped up cocaina, a certified white line
Look at what it cost us prison cells, that's for a lifetime
Grew without my father still could tell I was his lifeline
Man, some go on treasure hunts, they lookin' for misfortune
And some go on dummy missions, lookin' for informants
Everybody strugglin', but some of this was torment
Had to keep that mask on, my true self was dormant
Man, watch how them roaches all scatter when the feds raid
Think this shit was bug spray, yo, what you think them thugs say
Trick question, you should slay all and say none
But how it really go is they ain't real when that day comes
I'm on my Money Mitch, but I ain't got no time for RICO
Go by my government, cause I ain't into none illegal
I get my money stack it, Gutter Rose has been established
Legal entity, I own it all, and include the masters
See, we may walk together, but at the end of the day, I stand on my own
That's how it's been, and that's how it's gon' be
I stopped caring about their feelings, stopped caring what they say
But I'll never stop praying that I see another day
Keep God by my side when I walk up to my throne
And with everything I've been through, know that I can stand alone