Lyrics
[Verse]
They call me the Buds, bubble up in the tub
Diggin’ showers and soap suds, scrubbing hate from the crud
Came in the world, Fester vibes, grim and glum
Hoop killer on the court, but a jester when I’m done
Aces on my tests, sharp mind, I’m the professor
Ladies feel me, orbit round me, Phoebe’s lesser
Got the drip, not the faucet, no plumber can measure
Pull strings like a harp, make ‘em sing under pressure
[Chorus]
They call me the Buds, the one who always bubbles
Steady on the grind, I’m the answer to your troubles
The court, the mic, the world—it’s all my hustle
They call me the Buds, got that muscle, no rebuttal
[Verse 2]
Hustle heavy, pockets deeper than a plot twist
Grime on my knuckles, still shining like a locksmith
Streets raised me gritty, but the mind stays polished
Words cut deep, leave a scar, I'm a wordsmith
Grew from the dirt, roots strong in the pavement
Eyes on the throne, and my focus is amazement
Turn a foe into a phantom, Houdini arrangement
Every move a statement, no time for complacent
[Chorus]
They call me the Buds, the one who always bubbles
Steady on the grind, I’m the answer to your troubles
The court, the mic, the world—it’s all my hustle
They call me the Buds, got that muscle, no rebuttal
Style
hip-hopplayful wordplay with a raw edgerapworldgrittybass-heavy
Prompt
rap
They call me the buds
Diggin showers and soap suds
Came in the world looking like fester
a hoop killer, hard court jester
Aces on my tests, label me the professor
Ladies feel me, but got my phoebe
Credits
Prompt byUpbeatLogic898
GeneratedOct 25, 2025
ModelAria v4
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