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Hendrix Yeah Aqua Hah (I woke up like this) Reporting live from the fucking gutter, bitch I ain't talking about some big money shit I ain't talking nothin', but big money shit I ain't talking nothin', but big money, bitch Reporting live from the gutter I'll buy these motherfuckers talking big money shit, bitch Straight up out the gutter, never had shit Now we got 90210 on our address Talking ten mill' just to get an asset I know them tears still falling down on my last bitch This money made me hungry, I'm a savage I've seen stars lining up, you couldn't imagine I watched my broad give up on me like I'm average I went back inside the attic Count it up and started laughing, ah (ha-ha-ha) I went back inside the attic Count it up and started laughing, ah, hah Cuban links hanging on my wrist I was on welfare Wake up in the house, I look around, see bales everywhere I see girls everywhere, I see scales everywhere I see hell everywhere, I get mail everywhere Walked outside Buford County, came out in a Learjet A fiend for that lean, I ain't even started drinking beer yet They bust the trap, I live there Came out clean, I ain't clean my niggas still there Just imagine, you was living lavish, and they still there Wake up in the crib, pools sitting on the hill now I just need some niggas with me that gon' keep it real now Got a lot of pretty bitches, I just paid they bills now Money make 'em feel good, but does she make me feel good? Known for gettin' that guala out in Europe, but I'm still hood Known to pop a bottle on a motherfucker Like I'm on my last damn dollar (hah) Reporting live from the fucking gutter, bitch I ain't talking about some big money shit I ain't talking nothin', but big money shit I ain't talking nothin', but big money, bitch Reporting live from the gutter I will buy this motherfucker It's not even a discussion, woo And I got my niggas with me, yeah-yeah She gon' end up dipping with me, yeah-yeah And I got her tripping off the yah-yah Pillow talking dishing out on all y'all, yeah In one ear and out the other Shut your mouth and take what's coming Live from the gutter, dawg, yeah-yeah She don't want pets, but I'm a dog, yeah-yeah And she love it, dawg, yeah-yeah And she love it, dawg, yeah-yeah On the Billboards, all we do is pop shit Soon as night fall, that's when we lock in This for my niggas on that bullshit and that nonsense This for my dawgs that go Karrueche with the chopsticks, woo And we gon' miss you They don't want no smoke, they don't want no issue But these the times we gotta live through But these the times we gotta live through, and I'm Reporting live from the fucking gutter, bitch I ain't talking about some real money shit Reporting live from the damn gutter Swear to God, I'll buy this motherfucker, ah