Buggin lyrics

[Intro]
It’s that DudeyLo n*gga man, every f*ckin’ track you heard?
Shot after f*ckin’ shot n*gga
Come here
Like, where the f*ck is he—, ah
Where the f*ck is he going?

[Chorus]
I was never the victim, I was always the suspect
5ive got beat with the G, know he upset
n*ggas gotta be buggin', they don’t remember we just threw a dozen?
Late night, word to bro, we was huntin'
Oh yeah, he hit, n*gga, look at his stomach
On my block, n*ggas never did na-da
And y’all cool with the onеs that jack Rah-Rah
Stupid n*gga when bye-bye
Litеrally, really put trust in a bop-bop
I’m on a drill like, "Bro, what the f*ck? I think it’s something going on with the gun"
And my moms call me like, "Dudey what’s up? I know it’s something goin’ on with my son"
But I can’t let her see that I’m hurtin’, can’t let her see that I’m losin’ my focus

[Verse]
Ain’t make a song in two months like I’m bogus
sh*t sad that the drugs is what helps my emotions
You ever been out in the cold, locked out of the crib and you can not go home?
The only thing that I had was the bros, I put my life on the line for the Oz
Like, this sh*t got serious
Got what I want then I’m stickin’ him
Make sure he dead, put the clip in him
Try to run when I shoot then we trippin’ him
W-Walk him down, got to finish him
After he dead, roll a zip of him
Bro told me stop drillin’, word to bro, you point him out, we gon’ get him
But I told him I can’t, just like you I’m in love with feelin’

[Chorus]
I was never the victim, I was always the suspect
5ive got beat with the G, know he upset
n*ggas gotta be buggin', they don’t remember we just threw a dozen?
Late night, word to bro, we was huntin'
Oh yeah, he hit, n*gga, look at his stomach
On my block, n*ggas never did na-da
And y’all cool with the ones that jack Rah-Rah
(Stupid n*gga when bye-bye
Literally, really put trust in a bop-bop
I’m on a drill like, "Bro, what the f*ck? I think it’s something going on with the gun"
And my moms call me like, "Dudey what’s up? I know it’s something goin’ on with my son"
But I can’t let her see that I’m hurtin’, can’t let her see that I’m losin’ my focus)
I was never the victim, I was always the suspect
5ive got beat with the G, know he upset
n*ggas gotta be buggin', they don’t remember we just threw a dozen?
Late night, word to bro, we was huntin'
Oh yeah, he hit, n*gga, look at his stomach
On my block, n*ggas never did na-da
And y’all cool with the ones that jack Rah-Rah