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what it takes/
Don't gotta rush cause this games not a race, but tell me how can I stop when I'm rocking this place/
Let's bounce paint the town red

I’m just vibing, no more fighting
Eyes red, dried up, no more Visine
No more lying, so surprising
So asleep yet so enlightened
So much ego, smokin’

a Becky Lynch in a headlock
My shooter up top wit the red dot; Talking to much get your head pop
But I’m really tryna keep cool; With this new gen there

a deadbeat dad
My first video was shot
By my mans e class
Cls 500
This aint no damn c lass
I hit yo hoe then found her phone
Just to see if he mad
I be ducked

Sipping Dusse by the Liter 
Remember coach said I’m not a leader 
But I’m on the globe like a psychic reader 
Book a trip out to Indonesia 
I been running

in peace to Tico
New Jack City shit, I’m riding like I’m Nino
Shit can get spooky you can tell by my ego
Meet the reaper,  my n****s ready to make that

a whole lotta shit goin on 
Imma just stick to myself, Red bone bitch by my side while I’m writing this song
This shit aint different to me 
I’m just

The Pay Out,
Hustle With My Niggas Cuz We Gonna Reach Far
We Gonna Reach Far

Okay 

Red Light Green Light Go Go
Smoking Weed In Slow'Mo 
Catch That Paper

squeeze really hard like she pullin’ a trigger
I pull out my pen and I’m tokein’ a blinker
Making her cum just by using my finger

I’m seein’ red
I’m seein’

The wrong bitch can make yo heart tender
Try to play me I'm sending shots like bartender
When I say that’s my nigga
I used too starve with him
Keep a k by

when I was down
Now that I'm up I look around, seeing all the F***kery around, around
Me, Me!


Young Bull im on that dream like a red rag
Young king let

motivation 

Oohhhh I hear em sayin this that motivation 
Yea they say this that motivation 

Motivated by money only entirely 
I swear ya ears gon hear me

take a plane I swear I'm gonna be there somehow
If I lose the thought tonight I'll put it back inbound
'Cuz I need you by my side I can't forget this

Shout out 
Ehh I go by the name AKA red eye jowizy 

Shout out to the south south boys 
As you de malince use your kaffa boys
As you de malince find

All yuh haffi do believe ina yuh self. 

Day by day you achieve your wealth, and you step through life one foot at a time knowing. 

 

Fadda God

or making the news, red, blue, yellow, black or whatever the hue, them neighborhood corners dont belong to you,
 
they make a right choice we you never do, we

starching the guap in my pockets.
no time for no gimmicks my flag red,
opps up ahead and they play dead.

I go in and they pull me back,
I through them out,

Stand on bitch, no suit tie
 In the kitchen with the work 
Fish scale nights, cup lean  blunt zaa before my red-eyed fly
 Turn the club to a movie, lights

talk mansions
Mine look like a campus, and I'm all about my brothers like the niggas I'm sampling
I'll leave you red shirted like the twins from Kansas

a daily habit
I just see Feds in the rear gotta conceal this packet

I don't stop at amber foot on the gas did I buss that red light
I'm rolling with two

was targeted by Muslims

So fuck em, I keep it moving, the pudding's already been proven
The objective is less confusing when you let the losers worry

and watch me as I'm walking by
They don't know now but soon they'll know why

I wanna party
I'm MIc in Miami 
Havin' a good time
I'm MIc in Miami
I'm doin'

the greatest 
Blue red and white be the both country flags I represent from Florida to the world is Chico gon expand ha ha 
on my Ludacris shit
move bitch get

the circle
I like saying shit that's hurtful
Pussy moaning like Myrtle
Red and blue, that makes purple
Bustin' on lil shawty's stomach, thought that I was Kurt