Lyrics Stuck! - Buddha

Stuck!
Fuck all that, she tryna fuck
Got Purple and Green, Bucks
You a fed ass nigga, Chuck
I′ma well-fed nigga, but
I still got that hunger, like what?
Cause you thought I got here by luck
Cause you thought that I wasn't up

As if I ain′t destined for this
Bra what the fuck did they thought?
They at the stores, but what have they bought?
They by the trap, but what did they cop?
They in the hood, but what is they block?
They gotta .40, but is it a Glock?
They say that they rapping, but they ain't gon' pop
Every time that I′m rapping that shit just go pop
Every time my plug wrap it, it get there tomorrow
Flowing in tongues, I′m cracking the bar code
Can't say no to drugs, get smacked and watch Narcos
I get too high, my art avant flow
Need a slice of the pie, Fellini′s or Marco's
And my baby, she so fine, dark, and smart though
I′ma light her up and watch the sparks go
I know I'm The One, deep in my heart though
I know I ain′t no Darko
I need a Milli check to sign on dots hoe
We been going up, but shit got hot so
We been laying low, they thought the shop closed
Mama wanted a Boy Scout, but I was not close
And when I get that Power, naw not gon' go Ghost
Run the score up on these bitch ass niggas, can't give em′ no hope
The yearbook said I kept it too real, they ain′t post no quote

Stuck!
Fuck all that, she tryna fuck
Got Purple and Green, Bucks
You a fed ass nigga, Chuck
I'ma well-fed nigga, but
I still got that hunger, like what?
Cause you thought I got here by luck
Cause you thought that I wasn′t up

Stuck!