Lyrics:
know about this here
Drip on red I'm the man without fear
Been through a whole lot of ish last year
Shed my skin before I shed those tears
Tell no tails
I ran up outta drugs I think time to buy some more
Hit my plug up tell em pull up to 66 hoe
Right there by West Oaks
I'm talking bout the red store
I
red laser
He turn into Craig Sager
That mean you ain't callin' shots no more
If you know that I'm serious
Why play and push me?
Got some hitters that'll
me
Visions of reapers in my dreams, this shit is haunting me
Don't tie my hands or chain me up, or try to treat me like no slave, bitch
You don't match
verses 9
Through 10 11 I ain't learn the lesson yet so I'm
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still
boy you ain’t hallucinatin’
That’s not a mirage, I promise that ya pupils straight
Red pill or the blue pill
No dozin’ no morphine
See the spirit realm,
Shedding blood of the young blood
Just to make money
No fear no shaking for God’s wrath
So funny
I see things clear
My God is so dear
Every minute, every
that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't thrill
slow the pain
Lost so many I don't fear death, no tears left
Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left
When they said "At fifteen he'll be
Known to be sketchy in my recent past
Foot on the pedal, red lights flash
Been caught by the black and white seven times
I keep it quiet, keep it
not bragging
Back out the 9 turn yutes to a has been
I ain't trynna get bagged for the mad ting
But I'm ready to do them slappings
Blue light, red
you do your own thing yeah, yeah
Flashbacks in your mental whenever you drive by
Who that? know your ex had you floating on cloud nine
Red flags you
Filled with anger, red lava I spew
And magma, guns, cocked and loaded
I ain't 6ix9ine, never said I'm a shooter hold it
Take a step back, click clack,
more than nine to five
Talking long days
Long nights
All combined
I don't ever stop
My life revolves around the dollar
We got no time for sleeping
We
was just driving, living life, surviving
Just chilling, light up, who's steering
Got no fear, tomorrow's a new day
That's why we blaze, Mary got me in
And is there a reason they need to be here?
I'm volatile but sincere, cool.
I'm wrapped up in a cloth that's cut from humans poisoned by they fears.
Vool
They say the gangsta's back, gave God a heart attack
Red eye insomniac, let's get this fucker live (yeah)
Loading up pistols while getting high
M.I.T LYRICS
WRITTEN BY SIPHO BcNDc
PERFORMED BY RcS KINKY
Yo ch mi she red gold and green every where in this time enuh,
ch we just keep focus pan
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
damned if I ever fall below the red reign
I'm on my Sunday drive, I still find the time
To write a rhyme so fly, Let me slide on by
I've got the vibe on 9
probably be in jail 'fore this fuckin' album comes out
I'm eighteen years old, still shit in the bed
Beaten 'til I'm red, fear nothin' but war and bread
"Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Turn me on dead man, turn me on dead man, turn me
to call my home
9th grade trial by jury only 16 years old
Found not guilty back in '93 victim of society
Hatred and mass murder thoughts inside of me
My
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
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