Blueface – Studio (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “Studio” by Blueface

Blueface baby, Laudiano yeah hey
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..②

N**gas 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 n**gas, my Glock racist versuri.online
Defender workin’ with the same n**ga 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 n**ga
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..②

Lifestyle expensive
Premium in my Benzes
I tote Glock with extensions
I like a b**ch 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..②

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
N**gas want smoke ’til it’s sparkin’ out the .40 nose

Now all these b**ches want me like I’m Mike Jones
I’m like a man smokin’ at a gas station, I’m finna blow
N**gas 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, n**gas 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..②…

➤ Written by Blueface
Produced by Laudiano
Blueface 2018

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