Status Lyrics – Freddie Gibbs

Read the full Status lyrics by Freddie Gibbs along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Freddie Gibbs’s music, you can also explore Nobody Like You and The Big 2, two other songs by Freddie Gibbs.

[Intro]
You can only die once

[Verse]
B!tch, that—, b!tch, that doorman been had weight, yeah
Make sure my fam ate (Slatt)
Still young coc*ine, ain’t s*it changed since my last tape (Rah)
Still packing on probation, motherfu*k a police mandate, yeah
N!gga wanna vote, but I don’t really fu*k with nan’ candidate (Nah)
A little birdie flew up in my hand today (Woo)
Motorola going HAM today (Uh)
Twenty-eights to a fifty-six, two into splits, how many grams today?
Prices high, but n!gga gotta pay
We ain’t taking no shorts, n!gga (Nah)
Stamped the game with my own name, I don’t promote or endorse n!ggas
Got a house on the golf course, n!gga
All from wrapping 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!gga, yeah
When you getting rich and your homies not, can’t trust your own n!ggas
But don’t get too high and push ’em away ’cause then you alone, n!gga, yeah
The boss n!gga keep his balance, yeah
This Frederico Soprano, mafioso be my status, gangster Gibbs

[Outro]
Guess who’s back, motherfu*ker?
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 trying to make it sound big
And, like, hella menacing ’cause I know n!ggas be scared
But it’s your boy, man, it’s the devil, man, look here
Gibbs, what’s up, man? Like, you really been straying from the program, my guy
I got you, my n!gga
I got you, my n!gga
I got you, my n!gga