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gutii - nights lyrics

[intro]

(talking)
yeah man, if you have anything to smoke, smoke it!
if you have anything to drink, drink it!
if you have anything to take, take it!
you can call me gutii
i’m here to bring you something you could relate to
you could vibe to, and you could relax to!
let’s get started on this sh-t man
let’s go!

[verse 1]

motivation yellin’ out “get focused b-tch!”
the same time my mans tellin’ me to smoke his sh-t
2 ounce of piff, and as the doja lift
start thinking to myself “i’m to old for this.”
used to calm me down when i got tumultuous
felt the common ground like a f-cking socialist
now i’m coming down feeling so emotionless
and life, i’m supposed to make the most of this?
whoever wrote this script i hope they choke on d-ck
i never chose to spit, it was my opiate
times change, wish you could look into my brain
jane’s writing the pain, hold up am i sane?
learning from mistakes so even the pills taught us
burning down the eighths, nah f-cka’s we k!ll quarters
turned into the day, you need to just chill sorta
heard that he was great, i’m deeper then still waters
i’m keeping my word up, to creep on the worst sl-t
don’t sleep on this verse f-ck
i’m deep as the first cut, you see i’m a perv what?
i’m eating the perc’ up, defeat if you verse us
and treat you as worthless
this b-st-rds late cause i procrastinate
just another capsule that i must encapsulate
i had to wait, add p-ss the plate
but you know i need to graduate
so i will stab with hate, you could see that i’ma basket case
detached from fate, prolly should’ve p-ssed on b-ss
go p-ss the mace, lookin’ for an act of grace
i’m pretty sure god would rather smack my face
cause if i ain’t drunk looking for an -ss to chase
i’m stoned on the couch tryna use the gr-ss as bait
if that don’t work, f-ck it, i’ll just m-st-rbate
i sh-t on rappers, all they do is flatulate!

[bridge]

(talking)
i mean if you’ve got a bag of weed i suggest you roll it up right now
you know? i want you to be on my level and sh-t. and uh
if you don’t got a bag of weed don’t worry it’s all good
cause i know people! and if you don’t smoke
fast forward or something, ha, i don’t know.. ct whaddup!

[verse 2]

smoke going in my lungs as i pull my breath in
we only taking one so i hold my chest it
its friction from past foes, say they stressin’
not addiction you -ssh0l-s, say obsession
i keep my head nodding like i was a “yes man”
and i come correct, should be saying “yes ma’am”
and nah man, i’ve never been a fresh-man
same jeans since i was a f-cking freshman
and yes ran, i love haze like the next man
i’m married to the haze, the dutch is my best man
selling out thats just something that i don’t get fam’
cause i ain’t ever going pop like a tech jam
don’t keep it on the low, i want them all to know
the dudes that inspired me will prolly never blow!
but they taught me that emcee’s are edible
envy’s ahead of you, friends leave so get a crew!
my dudes, who used to be mean muggers
took to many drugs, now they just tree huggers
making some weed b-tter, end of my seed brothers
we’ve been through thick and thin, sh-t we could be brothers!
lady on my left that be giving me some
should’ve never did the liquor but the liquor is done
i decide to hit it and then like a river i run
now she hates me more then my f-cking liver and lungs
yeah! one, two, lookin’ to come through inside me
no one knew that i would come through like tyrese!

[outro]

(talking)
there you have it! gutii
another adventure down the path less traveled
lets keep going, but first, lets roll up an l
lets pour ourselves a cup of purple
lets open our minds
we can keep this sh-t going all night

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