Blueface, baby
Laudiano
Yeah, aight
When I was down, I had to hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

Niggas lookin´ up to me like I made it
I was down, you ain´t care, now I´m up and they hate it
I hate waitin´, but I had to be patient
Anything I did, I had to be the greatest
Only one Blueface ´cause I´m never changin´
When you make it, everybody start to fake it
You wouldn´t understand ´less we could switch places

But I ain´t trippin´, these Balenciagas ain´t got no laces
Hate niggas, my Glock racist
Defender workin´ with the same nigga judgin´ my cases
Went to jail twice, beat both them felonies
They found large amounts but couldn´t prove I was sellin´ it
Midtown patriot like I´m Bill Belichick
If you don´t want smoke, dumb nigga, then stop inhalin´ it
(Stop inhalin´ it)
(Broke boy, you don´t want no smoke)

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

Lifestyle expensive
Premium in my Benzes
I tote Glock with extensions
I like a bitch with extensions
Broke boy, don´t come up missin´ over a mention
I´m just tryna drip in high fashion in a mansion
But I´m never too popular to pop at ya
That .40 go "bang," but the MAC go "grra-ta-ta"
I leave more shots than ticket sales
Leave more shells than Taco Bell
Tote everywhere, I can make bail
Free the mob out them jail cells
Gotta keep a Glock on me like a lunch pail

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close

Yeah, aight, five bands just to get up close
I´m up close, I been livin´ fast, lil´ baby, suck slow
I was down ´til I got up in the studio
Hop in the booth, then I let the truth be known
Gotta keep the heat just in case it get too cold
Niggas want smoke ´til it´s sparkin´ out the .40 nose

Now all these bitches want me like I´m Mike Jones
I´m like a man smokin´ at a gas station, I´m finna blow
Niggas want beef ´til I heat the shells for tacos
Just ´cause I put my meat in her cheese, I´m still not yours
You was late, I was on time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You wasn´t here from the start
You can´t get nothin´ from Finish Line
I´m selfish, niggas can´t have none ´til I finish mine

When I was down, I hit the studio
Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close
When I was down, I hit the studio

Hop in the booth and let the truth be told
Not a stripper but I gotta keep a pole
They gotta pay me now just to get up close