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master buffalo - footage lyrics

[verse: master buffalo]
turn the cigar into a blunt quick
my mind spinnin’ so i think i’ll smoke the whole zip
2 am i’m home sick but not for a place
more for a state of mind
i seen her face, the clouds depart
and finally the sun gon’ shine
my judgmental family tellin’ me i’m mental
can we stop all the talkin’ and just realize
what i’m meant for
you see, it’s you and me
i’m no longer drownin’ in the sea
the things i see maybe just ain’t as evil as they seem
the things i seek getting closer
am i stuck in a dream?
the people that i used to f-ck with
prolly mad as f-ck at me
cause now im doin just exactly what i said
i would a year ago
i’m livin’ wit the roof blown off the ceiling
just to clear the smoke
i’m chillin’ wit my b-tch
you see my vision through the microscope
and know i never really f-ckin’ liked these hoes
no
you’d like to know, but it’s rare for me to show
you can stare because you know
it’s buffalo an im’ma steal the show

[hook: demon marcus]
i drive me insane
call me by my name
backseat all i have
but i had to play this game

[verse: master buffalo]
the front runner subst-tuted
for the gun runner
i never really gave a f-ck
it was a fun summer
everydays a b-mmer
so i started livin’ dumber
now im broke and livin’ back at home
still tryna cop the hummer
gold on the wheels
el camino, painted orange
i want the bbs you look stupid wit them vossens
f-ck what its costin’
i’m makin’ money off this talkin’
you talkin’ funny
no one’s laughin’ when you in the coffin
i buy like three brands of shirts
and that’s it
it’s always wrestling manresa or
haggled for the fit
my momma’s dog had ate my edible
she’s havin’ a fit
he’s throwing up because it’s medical
he’s high as a b-tch
i kinda laugh but feel like sh-t yo
that night i thought about my life
and what i’m doing
while i’m smokin’ on some indo
i’m in the other endzone
i’d never play pretend hoe
been number one since 97 like malenko
and you ain’t even seen how far my knowledge
stretch let it go
armstrong
king kong
when i play pachenko
screaming at the referee
until i get tech thrown
i got homies layin’ up all day
jus’ sippin tech throwed
techno
pet hoe
smokin’ on that heck no
but she got that neck broke
so i keep her head close
tell’em i need cold hard cash, no venmo
i’m jus’ tryna make you know my life thru’ ya headphones

[hook] (x2)

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