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budders - right here lyrics

a young prodigy
they acknowledge me for my honesty
i spit philosophies
call me socrates
make a mockery of everything you spittin’
who you kiddin’?
this wasn’t written
this is repet-tion
and elevatin’ my compet-tion
boy stop it
any topic i drop hot sh-t
i spit nauseas
punchlines leave you unconscious
everyday alleviate energy that is toxic
and n-ggas tried to copy my swag but couldn’t cop it
was broke with no profit
remember having nothing but hopes in my pocket
a joke but no comic
spent my last on chronic
not an addict, i promise
just honest
need to free my mind
sh-t been feelin’ hostage
now direct with my deposits
two jobs, i’m modest
new johns a gottis
new song’s the hottest
pray long about it
got out went and got it
leave these n-ggas astonished
while praising god in silence, n-gga

(hook)
i ain’t never been afraid of a nightmare
it’s kinda strange how these n-ggas want the truth
but they always be afraid of what they might hear
and ain’t nothing changed, man i’m right here
and you know the gang, they be right here
goin’ hard to maintain, yeah we right here
we ain’t f-ckin with you lames, ’cause we right here
man it really ain’t a thang, we be right here

i ain’t nothin’ like i used to be
you could get used to me
and usually i let that sh-t slide, you talking stupidly
and truthfully, you never occurred or ever got through to me
these boys pursuing me
ain’t nothing that they could do with me
topic switch-up, who got the game?
this a stick-up
i never hiccup
utilizin’ knowledge i pick up
and n-ggas that be all on they grind? i’m givin’ big ups
and n-ggas that be givin’ they time? i hope you give up
and with that bullsh-t, i have to miss
a pacifist, a young black activist
to people askin’ me if c-ss my b-tch:
well naw, she ain’t got the -ss or t-ts
but if i smash, break her half & sh-t
hittin’ dabs, rollin’ bags as i p-ss the spliff
bumpin’ teddy pendergr-ss while the gr-ss is lit
as i’m plucking on my ash, let me ask you this:
you ever had it in your grabs, have it ‘lapse and slip?
gone

i ain’t never been afraid of a nightmare
it’s kinda strange how these n-ggas want the truth
but they always be afraid of what they might hear
and ain’t nothing changed, man i’m right here
and you know the gang, they be right here
goin’ hard to maintain, yeah we right here
we ain’t f-ckin with you lames, ’cause we right here
man it really ain’t a thang, we be right here

you know that a.j. gon be right here
you know that r.j. gon be right here
you know my n-gga miles yeah he right here
you know that boy q yeah he right here
and sh-t my momma been there
know that’s my twin, you notice minus the chin hair (ha)
you know when life couldn’t get fair?
these n-ggas say they had my back and i’m like b-tch where?
and i don’t need the sympathy
extensively if i’m goin’ down into history
rather convincingly or if i’m goin’ down into infamy
i hope my n-ggas never look at me sad and differently
and all the fame and sh-t don’t interest me
all them clothes and chains don’t really get to me
nothing really compelling ’bout getting rich to me
tryna get on my grind and earn my n-ggas a victory

- budders lyrics

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