[?] , fishscale hit the scales
This the hood story some niggas didn't live to tell
Skippers around here, ain't standing on no ship with sails
Skippers around here get posted on that strip for sales
Fiends break in if your windows ain't fixed with nails
Hollow point bullets real, you see them kids it killed
Niggas is here today, gone tomorrow
Car show at the Apollo
to the wake playin' them songs of sorrow
No, I ain't leavin' footsteps to follow
My keys to success was in the back trunk of a Monte Carlo
I go in shark mode and spark toast on dark roads
I keep more shit under my trench coat than Harpo
I straight scar foes, get bar hoes with hard coke
My nigga Cal used to sell vials of bar soap
Sling like his arm broke, and post up for large dough
Then come back wild, he let that firearm smoke

Gutter pain, that's the view
from my windowpane (Gutter pain)
Gutter pain, that's the view from my windowpane
My man lost a million in change, crib went up in flames
Cash money straight out the streets
he never been the same (Nah, nigga)
Gutter pain, that's the view from my windowpane
Classmate died on the tracks tryna beat the train
Baby got hit in the brain, and then [?]
Gutter pain, that's the view from my windowpane

On my windowpane