Lyrics Buddy Love - Boy6lue

Uh huh
Ay yo i been movin', killin' shit like the sig doin'
They called me corey guns man i been shootin'
You say you real but you ain't been through it
I don't listen to niggas man i skim through it
3 bitches in the crib i don't trust cupid
So this ism is my conclusion
No labour, a nigga use his mental to get chips
Went from wantin' sex to turnin' out immigrants
When i met the bitch, she lived with her 'rents
Now the penthouse key got her fingerprints
Choosin' is part of the game, don't get it bent
I got her looking at the world through a different lens
I'm at the jeweller looking at different gems
Need to drop my grandpop some weed and go sit with him
Shit ain't been the same since my nanny gone
Gotta be a staple, keep the family strong
A mans job is to protect so i carry arms
To provide, i ran base like barry bonds
I need a house on the hill to give to my moms
And I'm hustlin' for it, word is bond (Uhh)
That's the main goal when i murder songs
Turn the base up, shit you feel turbulence
.45 shells fat like sherman clump
Shit bag, now you losin' weight like buddy love
Always talking' money, never put no money up
Real ones know you dummy cuzz (Fuckin' shmucks)
Niggas do the most on a gram post
I miss the era where niggas wore kangols
Broke down everything, ran those
New chef then I'm givin' out samples
They disrespect then you gotta make examples
Then you check the new to confirm that life cancelled