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Buddy

Genres: Indie

Status Symbol 2 Lyrics - Buddy

Status Symbol" 

(feat. Buddy) 

 

Me I'm getting, back rubs from these leather seats 

Negotiating equity positions you'll never be 

Rap sheet full of felonies 

Status symbol on my set of keys 

They say I was selling dreams 

Back to the brick wall I'm inhaling trees 

Visualizing hella cheese you can smell the weed 

Niggas doubt pessimism ain't affecting me 

Fuel to the fire took it higher than they ever see 

Frequent flight seat like seven seas 

Shopping spree spent about 11Gs 

Eyes bloodshot I don't ever sleep 

My niggas act on instinct we don't ever think 

When confronted with a problem we don't ever flee 

We connected at the bottom like the letter V 

So accustomed to the pop we don't even blink 

When them shots go off get the Glock show off 

Yellow tape a nigga he grew up to hate a nigga 

Nothing major nigga just a demonstration nigga 

Within the matrix nigga I drew illustrations with him 

Words that is, for sure that is 

Look, that nigga got his off the curb, that is 

So how the fuck that nigga so concerned with his 

I be baffled by the fact when niggas burn their bridge 

Then try to double back like, what the fuck is that? 

Like, Niggas want this rap life way too bad 

 

We ain't gotta worry no more 

We'll be just fine 

And we ain't finna wait no more 

So don't waste my time 

Remember when we had no way, no way 

But we'll be ok for now 

We'll be ok for now 

And here on out 

 

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Now you up huh? make it hard to trust huh? 

Got you fucked up saying it was luck huh? 

Pulling up huh? limo tinted trucks huh? 

Open trust huh? Then you fill em up huh? 

Every time a nigga drop it's real as fuck huh? 

Every time you hit the road you fill em up huh? 

Whole city know that you became the one huh? 

They seen it from the jump huh? 

The pressure weigh a ton huh? 

Especially where you come from 

Every night br-br-br-brap bump bump 

Heavy price but it's just the cloth you cut from 

It's alright it's just life if you want one 

Learn to hold yourself down with a big gun 

All these niggas playing tough you gon' chip one 

For these dollars a decade you a risk one 

Fuck it though cause when you flat broke you ain't nothing bro 

Seen a gang of rich niggas get comfortable 

Then looking at their watch like where the fuck it go 

Through my eyes I learnt lessons like 

Time is of the essence and my grind got obsessive 

Then my mind got restless put myself in the game 

But batteries sold separate 

Question, since when do real niggas come second? 

So I kicked the door down getting more now 

Nigga need at least like 30 for the show now 

Woah now, realest out of Sou. Cal 

Baby wanna fuck I'm like mmm slow down 

I'm eating cheese eggs in my hotel 

Hustle sold out nigga retailing wholesale 

Me ball and hurt your feelings? Oh well 

All money in I pull coattails, nigga 

 

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