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Hometown Gutterboy Video (MV)




Performed By: Tha Real Craig White
Length: 2:08
Written by: Craig White




Tha Real Craig White - Hometown Gutterboy Lyrics




I'm off a tab of that synthetic
Anxiety goin up let that shit set in
And that bitch hella mad a send message every night but i act like i never read it
When you in the game things change young fella
You start to spin around like a f*ckin propeller
The blades slicing through all the feathers from these bird ass hoes who ain't got they shit together
Real Life
I got the juice call me sunny delight
That bitch curved you on the net I bet she coming tonight
In love with this life
Married money made her my wife
I don't wear designer shit cause I don't f*ck with the price
You niggas is trife
Always bring a gun to a fight
Scared to get yo ass beat that's that shit I don't like
You niggas runnin round blind like you ain't f*ckin with sight
When I'm in yo town boy it's going up like a kite
She get around you and she turned off like a light
That's why i never trust you niggas advice
Real life
I turned 2 bands to 4 bands
And 4 bands to mo bands
No romance in public she know we don't hold hands
Handlin' her business I told her focus
When you start to dedicate they start to notice
Say no to a broke bitch
I think that I'm phobic
I feel tall like Shaq
I shoot like I'm Kobe
Off that pineapple curry shrimp with the white rice
She just tried to hit me with some stress I told her night night
Bye bye
Me and plug connect like WiFi
Wise guy can't touch me they might die die
I buy expensive shit but only for the right price
Hometown gutter shit I'm on when the vibe right
I'm off a tab of that synthetic
Anxiety goin up let that shit set in
And that bitch hella mad a send message every night but i act like i never read it
When you in the game things change young fella
You start to spin around like a f*ckin propeller
The blades slicing through all the feathers from these bird ass hoes who ain't got they shit together
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I'm off a tab of that synthetic
Anxiety goin up let that shit set in
And that bitch hella mad a send message every night but i act like i never read it
When you in the game things change young fella
You start to spin around like a f*ckin propeller
The blades slicing through all the feathers from these bird ass hoes who ain't got they shit together
Real Life
I got the juice call me sunny delight
That bitch curved you on the net I bet she coming tonight
In love with this life
Married money made her my wife
I don't wear designer shit cause I don't f*ck with the price
You niggas is trife
Always bring a gun to a fight
Scared to get yo ass beat that's that shit I don't like
You niggas runnin round blind like you ain't f*ckin with sight
When I'm in yo town boy it's going up like a kite
She get around you and she turned off like a light
That's why i never trust you niggas advice
Real life
I turned 2 bands to 4 bands
And 4 bands to mo bands
No romance in public she know we don't hold hands
Handlin' her business I told her focus
When you start to dedicate they start to notice
Say no to a broke bitch
I think that I'm phobic
I feel tall like Shaq
I shoot like I'm Kobe
Off that pineapple curry shrimp with the white rice
She just tried to hit me with some stress I told her night night
Bye bye
Me and plug connect like WiFi
Wise guy can't touch me they might die die
I buy expensive shit but only for the right price
Hometown gutter shit I'm on when the vibe right
I'm off a tab of that synthetic
Anxiety goin up let that shit set in
And that bitch hella mad a send message every night but i act like i never read it
When you in the game things change young fella
You start to spin around like a f*ckin propeller
The blades slicing through all the feathers from these bird ass hoes who ain't got they shit together
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Writer: Craig White
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