Redzone Lyrics

Yeaaah

Bitch we gotta make a play

Fuck you gone do?

Bitch we in the redzone man we gotta make a play

Whole life been a gamble

I ain't tryna play it safe

All these lames ass niggas need to get up out the way

Why I never see him out?

Cus I need a lotta space

Girl he gotta lotta hoes

Bitches love how I taste

Hide and seek from the laws

I ain't tryna catch a case

We gone run forest, gotta run from the Jakes

We gone run forest, gotta run from the Jakes

It was twenty thirteen, I had hopped over the fence

I was running from the laws, All upon highway 6

I remember laying low, I was hiding in a ditch

Then I called up Lil J like I done got into some shit

Heartbeating, heartbeating

Na dont be scared now

At this point man I'm just wishing I was in the bed now

Time ticking, tic tok man I know they getting closer

Hope that they don't got no dogs, if they do this shit over

Now Im thinking bout the lord all I could do is pray

I ain't tryna do no time, I ain't tryna catch a case

Nigga dying up inside, tryna see another day

Long story short, once again I done got away (Yeahh)

Bitch we in the redzone man we gotta make a play

Whole life been a gamble

I ain't tryna play it safe

All these lames ass niggas need to get up out the way

Why I never see him out?

Cus I need a lotta space

Girl he gotta lotta hoes

Bitches love how I taste

Hide and seek from the laws

I ain't tryna catch a case

We gone run forest, gotta run from the Jakes

We gone run forest, gotta run from the Jakes

Now I'm riding with Tiana we just minding our lil bidness

Next thang I know, two black trucks pull up get to trippin

I'm confused you should see the fuckin look upon my face

I'm just thinking to myself, like today might be the day

Buddy hop out with a pistol, man I know he tryna kill

I'm like sorry officer but I'm confused, what's the deal?

I got my hands up, a pistol on me, cash, and a pound

I know if I make the wrong move then its goin down

He pulled me out the car, he asked me wyd with all this stuff?

I ain't have a answer for em, so he threw me in the cuffs

He called the DA and the DA told em fuck it let em go

Once again I got away, different story same result

Bitch we in the redzone man we gotta make a play

Whole life been a gamble

I aint tryna play it safe

All these lames ass niggas need to get up out the way

Why I never see him out?

Cus I need a lotta space

Girl he gotta lotta hoes

Bitches love how I taste

Hide and seek from the laws

I aint tryna catch a case

We gone run forest, gotta run from the Jakes

We gone run forest, gotta run from the Jakes