Red Light ft. Freshie Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
You a broke nigga, yeah you is a loser
I'm dope beater, yes I'm a trap abuser
Your bitch a dick eater, yes she is a chooser
I'm a bread winner, I do numbers like computers
I'm so paranoid that I'm sleeping in a war zone
Yeah, yeah
Gotta tell my nigga be safe, text me when you make it
I'm so paranoid, I don't wanna see the after life
Clutching on my pistol every time I'm at the red light
Out of mind, out of sight, I'm just gettin to this paper
If I don't make it home tonight just pray the Lord I see you later
Pray the Lord that I'm the greatest, and I'm stepping on my haters
Remember bitches didn't love me now they wanna do me favors
Now these bitches wanna fuck me, I ain't got no time to lay up
I ain't got no time to sleep, I pop this bean and I'm a stay up
On the block like Andre Drummond, run it up until my wrist froze
Threw my heart inside the fire, and it came out rose gold
To many passions and desires, I cant fold on my goals
I heard the devil out for hire, but he cant take my soul
It's such a different feeling when yo back against the wall
Its such a different feeling when you at the top and they hoping you fall
Have you ever touch the ceiling cause these bands stand so tall
Lost all hope, and I ain't have no one to call
Thank God for my niggas cause all we do is ball
Thank God for my bitch cause she accept all my flaws
Fuck the judge and the DA tell em free all my dogs
If you ain't getting money, then you ain't living at all
You a broke nigga, yeah you is a loser
I'm dope beater, yes I'm a trap abuser
Your bitch a dick eater, yes she is a chooser
I'm a bread winner, I do numbers like computers
I'm so paranoid, I don't wanna see the after life
Clutching on my pistol every time I'm at the red light
Out of mind, out of sight, I'm just gettin to this paper
If I don't make it home tonight just pray the Lord I see you later
Red eyes, I'm paralyzed seeing dead guys
Red skies, we terrorize when my niggas ride
Gotta keep a weapon on my belt in case I'm out of time
And I cant trust nobody but myself, it got me out my mind
Riding with a pistol, paranoid, I keep that thang with me
Riding with my niggas thats for sure, I got the gang with me
Some things I already know, it's just some shit you can't explain to me
Car be switching lanes, I ain't switching, ain't no changing me
I'm sipping on syrup, it's getting me higher
She say she in love, and I know she a liar
She wanted to fuck, it's me she desire
My heart getting cold, but its heat in my fire
I hope I don't crash like Kanye, don't put me through the wire
The codeine making me tired
I'm so paranoid, I don't wanna see the after life
Clutching on my pistol every time I'm at the red light
Out of mind, out of sight, I'm just gettin to this paper
If I don't make it home tonight just pray the Lord I see you later
Pray the Lord that I'm the greatest, and I'm stepping on my haters
Remember bitches didn't love me, now they wanna do me favors
Now these bitches wanna fuck me, I ain't got no time to lay up
I ain't got no time to sleep, I pop this bean and I'm a stay up