RED DEAD REDEMPTION Lyrics

I guess you could say that this is my impasse

Movin' tryna keep up with the quick cash

Yeah, I got a life, but that shit been passed

I don't wanna talk about the big class

You should never ask me why I did that

If I had the answers, I would dispatch

Niggas think I'm happy, but I've been sad

People hardly askin' where they friends at

Niggas wanna change, but they been bad

Gettin' mad for real?

All y'all niggas been ass

Takin' time out of my day just to spit that

I know that people wouldn't think that I could get that

I know some people hatin' on me and they still mad

Fuck whatever that your bitch had

Fuck your life for what you been had

Fuck your mama and your bitch ass

Tryna make what I make

Tryna make what I make

Tryna make what I make

What I make

Tryna hate what I hate

Tryna hate what I hate

Tryna hate what I hate

What I hate

Tryna see what I take

Tryna see what I take

Tryna see what I take

What I take, why

Tryna make what I make

Tryna hate what I hate

Tryna see what I take

If I take God

I know that problems got people that's foreclosin

People spark that the media's more closed in

Those politicians keep sayin' we're more open Rejectin' lies like they lovin' the lost ocean

Yeah, I'm sayin, I'm sayin, I'm more potent

You keep lyin' about the old shit

You keep lyin' about your old bitch

You keep lyin' just tryna hold shit

You keep lyin' about your lifestyle

You keep lyin' about the old shit

You keep lyin' about your white smile

You keep lyin' about your old bitch

You keep lyin' about the lifestyle

You keep lyin' like you don't know me

You keep lyin' like you a wife now

Quit tryna make me your homie