Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Link Up, artist - Buddy. Date of issue: 06.02.2019
Song language: English
Link Up |
| You was in the club at cabin |
| That was just last weekend |
| Now you locked up in the pen |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Now I’m in the studio trappin' |
| Yeah, I’m just rappin' with my friends |
| You know how it is, how it goes |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Real niggas always link up in the… |
| Ayy (Haha) |
| We can do whatever, nigga |
| Whatever’s clever, nigga, know we way ahead of niggas |
| They always rappin' like they tryin' to be better than you |
| But it’s evident they’ll never be the president, I’m tellin' you |
| I deserve a medal, nigga |
| Just to cop a condom at 7-Eleven |
| 'Cause I’m better than that, and I’m tellin' you that |
| These bitches, these bitches, these bitches, these bitches |
| These bitches givin' it up, let’s keep it a buck |
| My heart like a key in the truck, I’m keepin' it tucked |
| My heart like a key in the truck, I’m keepin' it tucked |
| My heart like a key in the truck, I’m keepin' it… |
| My niggas not givin' a fuck, let’s keep it a buck |
| My heart like a key in the truck, I’m keepin' it tucked |
| My heart like a key in the truck, I’m keepin' it tucked |
| My heart like a key in the truck, I’m keepin' it, keepin' it |
| Amazon Prime for the fast track, yeah |
| Niggas in the hood tryna grab that, yeah |
| Follow the track before you add that, yeah |
| I don’t need a confirmation to tell 'em that I’ma smash that |
| You can get stuck out in traffic |
| Even when you’re in your own lane |
| Gettin' money like Bruce so I guess I’m a slave to my own Wayne |
| Hoes dance to the soul of they own train |
| Wanna blow me down like Coltrane |
| Or match with the king of the hill like propane |
| Baby got nerve on her like Cobain |
| Even when I spill game, bet you that I won’t stain up |
| You was in the club at cabin |
| That was just last weekend |
| Now you locked up in the pen |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Now I’m in the studio trappin' |
| Yeah, I’m just rappin' with my friends |
| You know how it is, how it goes |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Real niggas always link up in the… |
| This feels like nothin' |
| But everything at the same time |
| Same trouble in the grave, I’m napalm bomb |
| Every time make love |
| You may say I’m a little bit out of my mind, I don’t mind |
| I don’t be racin' for time, I’m alive |
| I lift a lot, a liquid drop |
| Love gives a sentence, stitch the block |
| Since an infant, my intent senses witness, vivid |
| Shit I shouldn’t be dealin' with it but it’s killin' it |
| My third trip, am I trill enough for the trilogy? |
| Truck in the path and you trippin' |
| I’m finna go chat with the I-10, bye ten |
| Even Benjamin Banneker be fuckin' up the math, I… |
| Alright, that’s all I wrote |
| You was in the club at cabin |
| That was just last weekend |
| Now you locked up in the pen |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Now I’m in the studio trappin' |
| Yeah, I’m just rappin' with my friends |
| You know how it is, how it goes |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Real niggas always link up in the end |
| Real niggas always link up in the… |