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buddy2x - slick escape lyrics

[intro]

aye pour me up
roll up some of that zaza too
i need all that sh+t
i done turned my vibe on

[hook]

been on the road for a while sh+t i just wanna get away (get away)
see when you up then they all come around when you down then they find them a sl!ck escape (sl!ck escape)
yeah you know they go talk like they stephen a.(stephen a)
b+tch im on time but my wrist got me feeling late (feeling late)
i just ran up some bread now they bouta hate (they bouta hate)
ain’t gotta worry bout me sh+t im h+lla straight (i’m h+lla straight)

[verse]

i come from the bottom that sh+t wasn’t no joke (no joke)
i can’t get caught lacking im strapped with a pole (with a pole)
and that b+tch automatic i pull let it go (let it go)
and nah they dont want no static we know that fasho

i put ice on my neck and my wrist left it cold (left it cold)
if you calling me bro better stick to the cold (to the code)
yeah they go ride cause they see you got dough
when you total that car they’ll leave you in the road
i just sent my bro some money through the jpay
i went michael jackson asking brodie are you okay?(huh)

that can’t do what we do they ain’t real as us
fake n+ggas paralyzed to real they ain’t feeling us (nah)

i dont wanna smoke sh+t less its zaza (zaza)
f+ck that b+tch while she calling me dada (dada)
when i’m working my magic wala (wala)
you know that ain’t the truth why lie? (why lie?)
papa he was moving lady gaga
n+ggas live in comedy not in sci+fi
if you listen im easily top five
roll some zaza that sh+t got me sky high (sky high)
he talk down and get clapped like a high five (high five)
n+ggas know we don’t play that on my side (nada)
i hear n+ggas they talking that rara (rara)
he say he go do something i think nada (nope)
ain’t no talking ride out with my shottahs (shottahs)
i told mine not to worry i got us (i got us)

had to hop out my feelings and hop in my bag soon as i did that sh+t these f+ck n+ggas got mad
uped the price on my sh+t stamped a new paper tag
so that’s bread for your head you talk down thats yo ass
when we walk in the spot better know how to act (better know how to act)
n+ggas on that f+ck sh+t i ain’t f+cking with that (i ain’t f+cking with that)
and we bucking it first ain’t no bucking it back
shawty bucking it too yeah i’m f+cking with that
she ain’t f+cking with you and i’m f+cking with that
and im f+cking on that ain’t no strings attached
i told bro here you go strapped the mac
thug n+gga know she f+cking with that
f+ck n+ggas we don’t love n+ggas we don’t trust n+ggas like hold on
f+ck b+tches we don’t love b+tches we don’t trust b+tches like h+ll no
i done been through h+ll’s road
still stood on ten toes (buddy2x)
[hook]

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