King Mason - Gutta Eat

first came the sun, then all the drama, then came the guns, put that shit up on my mama, momma always up in the kitchen, bag it up, burn it off, and never get it twisted, cocked that heat, got the bag, momma told me to get up out theses streets, but i love my hustle, i aint dummy bitch, i came from the struggle, i was with the twist ties within all these lies, but that the way of life in tha jungle, use to get faded that wasnt how i wanna play it, making moves but i aint gonna lose a million like my uncle, first came the guns, then all the drama, bringing heat, like the morning sun, put that shit up on my mf in mama, kilos apon kilos, had to sit patiently to get a few tons, feds be tapping all wires, but i aint letting know none, im the newphew, lil crum, see alot people in the zipbag where im from, i never been hit cause i dont play dumb, i dont need no bitch, i got my ass a gun, im let it, rise up like the morning sun, bitch boy, i swear to god, you aint want none, first came the guns, then all the drama, bringing heat, like the morning sun, put that shit up on my mama, patients is all its really taking, but it can be hard if you are gang infilated, lost alot brothers and few sisters, hope kids dont get involed at ya age like me, cause youll cross one another, dont believe, go see living this life up in these streets, i dont trust a soul beside my family tree, fuck them niggas talking down on me, they catch my morning heat! #KMGE