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Scrollin' through my notes, I'm seein' line after line
Of the same old revelations from the time after time
You'd leave me hangin' out to get all

respectfully decline
I'm always on go I don't ever see the red sign
Just bop to it
If you feeling real good just bop to it
Got ya bitch by your side just bop

sliding by in red

if you jump inside my ride it’s swell you know I won’t tell
You’re the one who said you owe me sumn and I’m inclined to head yeah

She

I'm One of You

Hank Williams, Jr.

I'm One of You

2003

not by yourself 
There's somebody else 
Who's been there too 
I know what you think 
About the good 'ol 
Red, White, and Blue 
Your one of me

you'd rather be
Sit by the fire and feel the heat
Colors of red blend with colors of green
But you know, it's a Christmas thing

We're setting the tree up

off the porch I hopped on flights
Can't leave that house without my Glock on tight
Call my lil thot by the night
Red dot on the Glock better stay out

taking flight waking up rolling fire
Chop it and chill for a week let it dry
All my familia get piece of the pie
I roll the purple put red in my eyes
Some

in some lines
Lifted up Yota sittin high in the sky
And ya know I got a dixie dime up by my side
Hell yeah I know she's down to ride back to the back

best at nothing 
Bitches drippin' by the boat
Single, taken, I don't know
Green and red all on my toes 
Chiefin' meds don't call my folks  
Wrist is

I do It for the cream nigga the cream nigga 
Get that quap by any means nigga I mean it nigga
I show up and cause a scene nigga on ya scene nigga
No

got birds but this ain't hollister
Red bottoms virgins this ain't polish sir
Know we got bands don't count my pockets bruh
Now they treat me like I'm

Stick by my side and I'm ready to aim

Boy stop playing them games
Lettin' off shots double tap to the brain

I be whippin' in a range
Cost 100 bands in

and sorrow for fallen lives
Humanity, stubborn to draw the line
Earth's dark corners must not be defined
Dead, the bodies were red
Dead, dead bodies
Death

skipping all the pit stops, blazing right by red traffic lights
See, some folks like the slow lane... me? I just need the R.P.M.s
Under the hood, you can

a old head
Mix the mount with act, call it code red
First head I ever got was a older bitch
First nigga I ever- was a- (Shhh)
Seen a nigga do a line

No matter black, white, brown, red or yellow
Discriminate not race but minds that are shallow
Whatever you do the best I will learn and follow
Cause

This situation
Ain't good for your health
Your health
We'll travel across the highways
And the by-ways
With the skies turning red
Sail across the high

a tool, in school
So I drank to forget that, all I needed was a good chat
Never mind I'm fine, don't call my line
I'm like this by design, man I'm blind

ya hit up like a reindeer
Red nose, red dot, red eye
Camera lense captured uh
Catch you on fire
Catch you crossing lines
On my side you tied
Don't talk

opps
You should know by now that I got dead opps
If I see the opps I'ma bust led off
From the blood they gon' turn to red opps
Keep it lowkey broski you

the motion I can't sink in the sand
Rags to riches it's a difference got to stick to the plan
Red Roses by the dozen I'm gonna pop up with them
Take you out

these demons one by one no magic
Think he on tv well we Finna show him static
Trynna book me for a show you send that bread I'm in the road
Demon want

lines
Kept me up at night
Wondering why
What you said
What you said
Didn't match
What you did
Bit by bit
Yeah you chipped
And you chipped
My confidence

I'm always a target cause bitches see me as a threat
Everyone knows in my city I'm coming up next
I put some red bottoms on just to step on their