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Red Wine
by Tropicalgent
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Perfect
Let's go
The mic
Uh, dat right
Go
Could talk about shooting, I'm not into that
I'm talking bout real estate because I'm into that
I'm talking bout the stock market cause I'm into that
I'm talking bout the flows nigga cause I really rap
You couldn't see me in the daytime with your headlights
I'm painting on her hair, I call it head lice
Now we bedside, I tell her spread wide
Then we lock eyes, I'm on your headlines
I got a deadline, you's a dead lion
Don't got no bedtime, sipping red wine
I'm afraid to sleep because of all my friends dying
I think my lens fried, my fucking friends dying
And I'm still trying, and I still write
Don't watch my left, I lead with the right
I speed through the light, we creep through the night
No argue cause you right, tonight I got no fight
On flight but I hate heights, you cannot leave me twice
Hey what the hell you doing, I got familiar faces
My deck don't have no aces, my heart is out of patience
I'm jumping out these races, can't tell me where I'm placing
Not working for low wages, travel to different places
So far I like my placement, we made it out the basement
Oh no I wouldn't change it, I wanna hear you say it
I wanna hear you play it, they saying CJ made it
Could talk about shooting, I'm not into that
I'm talking bout real estate because I'm into that
I'm talking bout the stock market cause I'm into that
I'm talking bout the flows nigga cause I really rap
Perfect
Let's go
The mic
Uh, dat right
Go
Could talk about shooting, I'm not into that
I'm talking bout real estate because I'm into that
I'm talking bout the stock market cause I'm into that
I'm talking bout the flows nigga cause I really rap
You couldn't see me in the daytime with your headlights
I'm painting on her hair, I call it head lice
Now we bedside, I tell her spread wide
Then we lock eyes, I'm on your headlines
I got a deadline, you's a dead lion
Don't got no bedtime, sipping red wine
I'm afraid to sleep because of all my friends dying
I think my lens fried, my fucking friends dying
And I'm still trying, and I still write
Don't watch my left, I lead with the right
I speed through the light, we creep through the night
No argue cause you right, tonight I got no fight
On flight but I hate heights, you cannot leave me twice
Hey what the hell you doing, I got familiar faces
My deck don't have no aces, my heart is out of patience
I'm jumping out these races, can't tell me where I'm placing
Not working for low wages, travel to different places
So far I like my placement, we made it out the basement
Oh no I wouldn't change it, I wanna hear you say it
I wanna hear you play it, they saying CJ made it
Could talk about shooting, I'm not into that
I'm talking bout real estate because I'm into that
I'm talking bout the stock market cause I'm into that
I'm talking bout the flows nigga cause I really rap
