Red Light Thoughts Lyrics

I pull up to the red light

Wait 30 seconds

I hope a nigga don't come pull up on me and start checking

I'm scanning niggas on the block

They're in their sections

Like army soldiers marching to the drums of Armageddon

1-2-3-4 problems and they staring at me

Desperados spin the curb a couple times glaring at me

Frowny faces and they sour sappy

He got trigger savvy

Mommy and daddy living it so unhappy

Niggas rather grab 2 tecs than 2 checks

I get it sometimes niggas gotta be ruthless

Now imagine you was witcha chick at Ruth's Chris

Never expected a shooter to come in and boom this

Now you get hit feeling all the pain that stings

Sit there watch yourself bleed out while the pendulum swings

Harpies screaming across the room

Hearing sirens they ring

He was really hoping

This was all just a dream

He moving out of shape

They put him in a rectangle crate

Was moving out of line

In a suit laying down straight

He had to cyclops him

Evil was eye was watching

What I say poison them killing all the possums

Roadkill probably did it for thrills

Say I'm crazy chill I'm straight like I popped a blue pill

I've seen more bros turn to dust than a saw mill

Saw dust kills

Got him breathing out a straw still

Thoughts

Thoughts is what be leaving all these families distraught

Guns and ammunition flying piercing through the box

Friendly faces turning into stones with a lock

Guess who would of thought

Hating each other will murder us off

Thoughts

Thoughts is what be leaving all these families distraught

Guns and ammunition flying piercing through the box

Friendly faces turning into stones with a lock

Guess who would of thought

Hating each other will murder us off

I'm feeling like I'm Luffy in the sea full of pirates

Observation Haki peep the fakes I know they hiding

Hunting for my Gol D. Roger that

Line that nigga claim his bounty hearing none of that

Stained him up I'm my own hero that's a fact

Raining pedals got his face posted on the Ave

Golden gates is the next sight angels have

Talk to Jesus

Chilling with Christ blowing a angel pack

Thoughts

Thoughts is what be leaving all these families distraught

Guns and ammunition flying piercing through the box

Friendly faces turning into stones with a lock

Guess who would of thought

Hating each other will murder us off

Thoughts

Thoughts is what be leaving all these families distraught

Guns and ammunition flying piercing threw the box

Friendly faces turning into stones with a lock

Guess who would of thought

Hating each other will murder us off