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Buddy Rich (feat. Sluggr!) Video (MV)




Performed By: Emmv
Featuring: Jiggy2k
Language: English
Length: 4:48
Written by: Gage Floyd, Jack Stallins, Matthew Vaughn




Emmv - Buddy Rich (feat. Sluggr!) Lyrics




[ Featuring Jiggy2k ]

Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back
Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back like

Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah

Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide

I was childish when I first wrote for this
That was back before I first rode Forbes list
I was impatient
I was tryna be buddy rich
I was tryna steal buddies bitch
I saw what I became
Repented and then tried the buddy switch
I could only think of buddies wrist
Way back before all of this
I used to play in bands
Stack rubber bands
Now I own mortgage
I made a hit
That shit hit
Man its lit
Man
I am proud about the life that I live
I breathed breath into some kids
I found eve in the gardens
Olive tree branches
Patridge leave manic
Devil dances
Marks on brands
I'm not talking echo
When I say advantage
I got advances spread the plants
Loved and lost and gained some
This more than games huh
I do this to stay living
Ya'll just in for the income
If you were held for ransom
And they said stop making damn songs
You would fold
I'd be 6 feet deep and some

Tryna duck the serpent
Used to want the cars
And the different colored purses
Now I feel like a whole different person
Cuz I know this shit ain't really worth it

Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide

Suicide note
On my doors
When I tour
When they lift
I lift off
Opposite of dick soft
My verse be Ubisoft
Its hype but
It dips off
Remember its bud not buddy
My rim's ain't muddy
My bank stay flooded
Them fakes get cutted
I'm like kid no cudi
I'm big no budget
I flick the stunters
I mixed the numbers
I started from the bottom
I raised it
Came a long way from a state that ain't shit
They bet I can't spit
Oostenaula switch hands that's the match grip
Catch the hat trick
Swish the match lit
Banging in the cadence
Sinsation withhold maintenance
I been put my people on
Its on ya'll if ya'll don't make it
I'm tired of all this hating
I'm feeling like the matrix
I'm popping pills
I'm entertaining
I'm dying for a new latent
Energy ya feeling me
I'm buddy Richer than I'm meant to be
Yea
I'm Buddy Richer than I'm meant to be

Red pill blue pill
Tell me what's the deal
Red pill blue pill
Tell me how to feel
They want me to go
They want me to go
To another f*cking show now
But I already know
I already know this whole industry is a ghost town

Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back
Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back like
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
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Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back
Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back like

Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah

Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide

I was childish when I first wrote for this
That was back before I first rode Forbes list
I was impatient
I was tryna be buddy rich
I was tryna steal buddies bitch
I saw what I became
Repented and then tried the buddy switch
I could only think of buddies wrist
Way back before all of this
I used to play in bands
Stack rubber bands
Now I own mortgage
I made a hit
That shit hit
Man its lit
Man
I am proud about the life that I live
I breathed breath into some kids
I found eve in the gardens
Olive tree branches
Patridge leave manic
Devil dances
Marks on brands
I'm not talking echo
When I say advantage
I got advances spread the plants
Loved and lost and gained some
This more than games huh
I do this to stay living
Ya'll just in for the income
If you were held for ransom
And they said stop making damn songs
You would fold
I'd be 6 feet deep and some

Tryna duck the serpent
Used to want the cars
And the different colored purses
Now I feel like a whole different person
Cuz I know this shit ain't really worth it

Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide

Suicide note
On my doors
When I tour
When they lift
I lift off
Opposite of dick soft
My verse be Ubisoft
Its hype but
It dips off
Remember its bud not buddy
My rim's ain't muddy
My bank stay flooded
Them fakes get cutted
I'm like kid no cudi
I'm big no budget
I flick the stunters
I mixed the numbers
I started from the bottom
I raised it
Came a long way from a state that ain't shit
They bet I can't spit
Oostenaula switch hands that's the match grip
Catch the hat trick
Swish the match lit
Banging in the cadence
Sinsation withhold maintenance
I been put my people on
Its on ya'll if ya'll don't make it
I'm tired of all this hating
I'm feeling like the matrix
I'm popping pills
I'm entertaining
I'm dying for a new latent
Energy ya feeling me
I'm buddy Richer than I'm meant to be
Yea
I'm Buddy Richer than I'm meant to be

Red pill blue pill
Tell me what's the deal
Red pill blue pill
Tell me how to feel
They want me to go
They want me to go
To another f*cking show now
But I already know
I already know this whole industry is a ghost town

Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back
Buddy with the match grip
On them toms
Hold that shit backwards
Buddy with the accent
Just the drums
Run that shit back like
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't got a temper
I just let it slide
They say get the money quick
Let it ride
Hands too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
Temper too quick
Think I'm Buddy Rich
I ain't really mad
I just think I'm tired
I ain't doing this for kicks
It's just suicide
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Writer: Gage Floyd, Jack Stallins, Matthew Vaughn
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