Status

作曲 : Freddie Gilbbs/Andrew "Pops" Papaleo/Kyle K Notes Smith

[Intro]

You can only die once

[Verse]

B***h, that—, b***h, that doorman been had weight (Yeah)

Make sure my fam ate (Slatt)

Still young c*****e, ain't shit changed since my last tape (Rah)

Still packin' on probation, mother**** a police mandate (Yeah)

N***a wanna vote, but I don't really **** with nan' candidate (Nah)

A little birdie flew up in my hand today (Woo)

Motorola goin' HAM today (Uh)

Twenty-eights to a fifty-six, two into splits, how many grams today?

Prices high, but n***a gotta pay

We ain't takin' no shorts, n***a (Nah)

St*mped the game with my own name, I don't promote or endorse n****s

Got a house on the golf course, n***a

All from wrappin' up that package (Yeah)

Solo with my strap, I ain't got my mans, then gotta have it (Yeah)

Then drove a new Denali with a thousand bricks from Dallas (Yeah)

Manufactured drug infraction, police faction, know my status on the throne, n***a (Yeah)

When you gettin' rich and your homies not, can't trust your own niggas

But don't get too high and push 'em away 'cause then you alone, n***a (Yeah)

The boss n***a keep his balance (Yeah)

This Frederico Soprano, mafioso be my status, gangster Gibbs

[Outro]

Guess who's back, mother****er?

The prince of darkness

But in South Central, they just call me Andre

But look, you know

I can't always talk like that, I be tryin' to make it sound big

And, like, hella menacing 'cause I know niggas be scared

But it's your boy, man, it's the devil, man, look here

Gibbs, what's up, man? Like, you really been strayin' from the program, my guy

I got you, my n***a

I got you, my n***a

I got you, my n***a