Lyrics:
Scraping by in this cesspool, take your life's worth, wipe your ass with it
Makes me fucking sick, look down at me forget the word "respect"
about the good in your heart,
If you don't have it, it's difficult to find you a red line.
Beware of the big bad wolf
'Cause he's only a start
Don't stay
we want, don't care about the others
We be smokin backwoods, yea it got our eyes low
Vodka in our red cups, here lets drink another, huh yea
We can do
I'm older than you, at least by a year or two
I'm sure it's not the first time, that would be the worst line that I think that I could say
What woman
lights stacked to the moonlight ten stories high
Flash between pink red and green
I'm between lines
to be breathin'
If I'm gonna do it, you know I'm already schemin'
Red's a little sussy but that hoe she still believin'
Cheaters are among the bros they
the highway
But our way, is stand still
Held up, it's tragic
In traffic, the wrong time
We are at a stalemate
Imprisoned by the Dotted lines
Waiting for our
Red lips on lookin' bright, quite vivid
I've been riding with lil shawty through the west side
Feelin on me so I'm runnin through the red lights
When
up inside
I put my heart on the line for this
I put my life on the line for this
I embrace my flaws and made them my strength
So I can be flawless
Call
couldn't be a drop out
Yeah gang we on a new time
Come around this corner you gone die and that's a new line
Fuck around playing with the gang and you gone
time to shine
I been grinding Use to line them up
Jru by the carvels NY
Head down south I-20 Panola Rd A Town
Ganja Beanz done sold
Ah whole Truck Load
Chaffinch in the chimney
Red Kite on the clouds
Telescope to your temple
Once we were thinking out loud
I thought, dear, we will still thrive here
in the coupe and do a drive by hit
Yeah I'll pull up at the red light
Don't run, put up a fight
All this money coming right
Why yo bitch on my line
get in line
Clove cigarettes and hi-fives
Felt so alive
Cause it's what we're meant to do
To get away, in that red prelude
hurting inadvertently
No mercy turning anything clean so why would we
3039 our lives are divided up by the lines from the prior struggles
With rifles
I'm trippin' in traffic, 20 digits deep
My line's hot, middle man, what you need
Get you anything I got, ADS red dot Beam,
Glowing they took my sig
Shorty want bags and kicks and tags
That's what you call red flags
She say she done, she had enough
I was just tryna get the bag
Maybe its time for
i said i'm waiting on your hoe
Back of the line baby
Yeah, the back of the line, you go, oh, oh
Feelin' like I'm JaiMoneyy, I need to get a bag, yeah
on the page and I paint that shit red (hey)
Hold a price to my head?
I'll burn it up, flames
I got makeup stains from the waist up, okay yeah
Double-K
Do you want some?
Tick tock, try escape my sight (escape my sight)
Ruby red, I'mma paint the night (paint the night)
Step by step, Keep on running
I
did I was just a lil' kid
And I was raised by pimp, hoes and mobsters
Taught the game by dope boys and robbers
I ran the streets with goons, I broke
(Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder)
Come and gather all around me
Listen to my tale of woe
Got some good advice to give you
Lots of things you
crushed me
We gon' get it by all means
Rest in piece to my Ras G
Raw Fruit in the box, seeds
Let go, then I got wings
I'm seein' red, I'ma charge
You
Decorate your block with red tape, foenem slidin' every day
Bunch o' hollows spittin' out the Glock
I've been servin' fiends all day, out there
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