Welcome To Guddaville Intro - Gudda Gudda

Strive to be a winner losing not an option

Running to the finish line and no I’m not stopping

Women can be ya downfall and friends can be a problem

Watch your steps when you walking cuz believe them streets is watchin'

Evil thieves plotting on how they can take yo profit

And you can get a price on yo head behind gossip

I can spot a fake nigga off eye contact alone

These niggas frail no spine in they back at all

I hear 'em whispering, snakes still slithering

A one way ticket to hell is what I deliver them

I got a sweet deal with me connect out in Michigan

I can’t say much cuz I know them people listening

Switch up my hustle, its all about the rap now

Doors getting kicked in, phones getting tapped now

I got some niggas that ain’t coming home for a while so I shout they name in a

verse just to make them smile

What up Big Li, you comin' home soon

Son, Rome, and Rick you comin' home too

So ima hold it down 'til that day come homie

This the shit I spit for my day one homies

It ain’t an easy task, I’m starting to feel the pressure

Momma told me, «son don’t let the industry stress ya»

Now I’m writing every rap like its my last one

Ventin' on the beat with a motherfuckin' passion

Yes I’m on a cash run

Gotta get paid so I’m treat everyday like its my motherfuckin' last one

Cup full of lean, they tell me I should quit it

And what I tell them back," mind they fucking business"

History in the making I’m about to kill it

I won’t stop 'till I get God as my witness

Been in the game for a minute, I’m on my hustle still

I keep it Gudda still

Welcome to Guddaville