Red Lights
Emotions keep em bottled up I let em out inside the booth
I could never switch on all my niggas I don’t know bout you
I been heatin’ up I think its bout time that I let it loose
Nigga we gon never lose
Knew this shit its nothin new
Bitches used to diss now they sayin yeah I fuck with you
I done got it poppin now I’m seeing what the money do
I been sipping lean I think a nigga finna doze off
She wanna do the team I told lil shawty keep your clothes on
I remember nobody would listen to my old songs
Now I’m getting texts and getting message from my old thots
Yeah the ones that played me
The ones who did me shady
Thought they could replace me
Now they wanna be my baby
But shit I got it out the mud
All my niggas run it up
Go crazy for 100 bucks
Spaz on all these niggas now they sayin they fuck wit us
They don’t want no smoke we pull up deep with like 100 buttons
Nigga we gon let it bust
Niggas tried to set me up
We gon be forever rich
Told em they just gotta trust
30,000 in the mix
This shit never came from luck
All this ice up on me shit I’m feeling like a mighty duck
Niggas talkin out they neck but I could never give a fuck
We could get it poppin pussy nigga we could run it up
Almost caught me slippin but I had to go and focus up
In and out the booth making hits till they notice us
When I drop the roof they taking pics because they know whats up
I’m living my second life
Make this shit my best life
Pedal to the medal I ain’t stopping at no red lights
I could pay the damn fine
Like my diamonds imma shine
Made it off the fucking grind
Now I’m knowing it’s my time
VVS my drip I might just pull up with 100 chains
Iced out my neck when I’m in Houston go to Johnny Dang
Fucked up a check I hit the club might just make it rain
DBE do big thangs my niggas ball like 2k
Niggas really wanna cross me I’ll send my shooters from two ways
I just made like 3k I’ll make it back in three days
All my niggas fuck a check up we’ll make it back like each day
Pull up on em with the gang gang
Let it rip like a bay-blade aye
Whats up in my pockets why you asking mind your business
I just hit the mall and shit I’m crossing off my wishlist
Hopped up in the hellcat she hate it when I’m drifting
She be drinking lemonade but I prefer the Lipton
I done got it poppin still could wind up on the hit-list
Niggas think it’s sweet cuz I’m really on some rich shit
I ran up the guap like a nigga doing fitness
6 figs all dubs count it with precision
The money coming in now they wanna get a piece
They was saying that we cool but they lying through they teeth
Making hits after school it was me and Marquis
Them my dawgs who is you nigga you ain’t with the team
I just wanna win with the gang gang
I been making hits with the gang gang
Imma make it rich with the gang gang
Ten toes down never lane change
Niggas wanna hate on me but I dont hear a thing they say
Im just focused up on how to go and make a bag today
I be on that boss shit so I don’t have no time to play
I could do this shit myself like Kobe with the fadeaway
They said that I’m poppin and I told em yeah it’s no debate
I been at the shit stackin chips like it’s Frito Lay
See an opportunity I take it never hesitate
If we gettin to it couple niggas finna let it spray
I’m living my second life
Make this shit my best life
Pedal to the medal I ain’t stopping at no red lights
I could pay the damn fine
Like my diamonds imma shine
Made it off the fucking grind
Now I’m knowing it’s my time
I’m living my second life
Make this shit my best life
Pedal to the medal I ain’t stopping at no red lights
I could pay the damn fine
Like my diamonds imma shine
Made it off the fucking grind
Now I’m knowing it’s my time
Bitch
