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blueface - studio كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
blueface, baby
laudiano
yeah, aight
i was down, i hit the studio
hop in the booth and let the truth be told

[chorus]
when i was down, i hit the studio
hop in the booth and let the truth be told
not a stripper but i gotta keep a pole
they gotta pay me now just to get up close
when i was down, i hit the studio
hop in the booth and let the truth be told
not a stripper but i gotta keep a pole
they gotta pay me now just to get up close

[verse 1]
n-gg-s lookin’ up to me like i made it
i was down, you ain’t care, now i’m up and they hate it
i hate waitin’, but i had to be patient
anything i did, i had to be the greatest
only one blueface because i’m never changin’
when you make it, everybody start to fake it
you wouldn’t understand ‘less we could switch places
but i ain’t trippin’, these balenciagas ain’t got no laces
hate n-gg-s, my glock racist
defender workin’ with the same n-gg- judgin’ my cases
went to jail twice, beat both them felonies
they found large amounts but couldn’t prove i was sellin’ it
midtown patriot like i’m bill belicheck
if you don’t want smoke, dumb n-gg-, then stop inhalin’ it
(stop inhalin’ it)
(broke boy, you don’t want smoke)

[verse 2]
lifestyle expensive
premium in my benzes
i tote glock with extensions
i like a b-tch with extensions
broke boy, don’t come up missin’ over a mention
i’m just tryna drip in high fashion in a mansion
but i’m never too popular to pop at ya
that .40 go “bang”, but the mac go “grra-ta-ta”
leave more shots than ticket sales
leave more sh-lls than taco bell
tote everywhere, i can make bail
free the mob out them jail cells
gotta keep a glock on me like a lunch pail

[verse 3]
yeah, aight, five bands just to get up close
i been livin’ fast, lil baby, suck slow
i was down ’til i got up in the studio
hop in the booth, then i let the truth be known
gotta keep the heat just in case it get too cold
n-gg-s want smoke ’til it’s sparkin’ out the .40 nose
now all these b-tches want me like i’m mike jones
i’m like a man smokin’ at a gas station, i’m finna blow
n-gg-s want beef ’til i heat the sh-lls for tacos
just ’cause i put my meat in her cheese, i’m still not yours
you was late, i was on time
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
you wasn’t here from the start
you can’t get nothing from finish lines
i’m selfish, n-gg-s can’t have none ’til i finish mine

- blueface

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