Free Buddah

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, turn me up, turn the headphones up some more (Oh, Yo Bitch was on this one) Yeah [Verse] I was broke back then, niggas mad that I'm rich now Tryna brag about a hundred, nigga sit down Free pops, he was making pay, moving bricks 'round That's a Grabba Leaf, what you doing? Put that shit down You a laughingstock to the hoes, you a big clown Fucking fat hoes for the money, that shit wild Niggas used to laugh, now I'm ballin', they sick now Teacher said I wouldn't be shit, I'm the shit now Yeah, fuck haters, every time they down talk, they just give me motivation It don't happen overnight, keep grinding, stay patient Catch me at the pharm' getting scripts like a patient Smoking big 'Woods, eyes looking like I'm Asian Niggas mad them views low, real niggas know you fakin' Holdin' work for yo' homie, niggas treat you like you basic Ask Tay, we was bussin' down P's in the basement Real rifles in the trap, only pistols when we shakin' I don't need a stripper, bitches walk around naked I know real lean, I can taste it when I smell it I can drive it down if you ain't with all of that mailing On the code, he can bag a whole P, don't even scale it Real bag mover, if I touch it, I can sell it I know the real reason nigga's mad 'cause they jealous Walk around yo' baby mama house like I'm Melvin Reaching for my chain, grab the heater, chop melt 'em Niggas talkin' all that bullshit and I don't feel 'em Catch me with the gangsters, I be hangin' with the realest All my chains on in the trenches with the killers Throw me in the jungle, I come out with a Chinchilla Pot on the stove, whippin' shit, look like vanilla Ran off with a gram, when I catch you, I'ma peel you And free my main killer, if I point, he gon' kill you Free my shooters