Red sky bleedin´ from my eye Tides risin´ up to new highs I turn my back to the wind Slowly driftin´ away I hear the night sing (Welcome to your new )
Welcome to your new
It´s fourth and inches, I´m sendin´ a blitz Live on the toilet, I stay on my shit You say we opps, but you stay on my dick My shooter a rapper, I sent him a hit They be on Twitter like, "When he gon´ miss?" Say I fell off, but I fell in his bitch Fuck yo´ white flag, I ain´t tellin´ ´em shit I play it cool and hand brodie the blick Blick out yo´ stu´ just to show you I´m rich Now you can´t drop no more music ´cause shit How you jump right on that song and then snitch? Nigga, you sassy and wrong as a bitch Say the wrong thing and get put on that list This is a warning ´cause Savage don´t diss Better thank me that yo´ ass still exist ´Cause Jesus can´t save you from what´s in this stick
She don´t look good without makeup, I´m stiff Don´t fuck with rappers ´cause most of ´em snitch Diamonds gon´ cover my neck and my fist Watch on my leg ´cause I ran out of wrists Draco brown like a Hershey Hang out the window and blow ´em a kiss Hang out the window and wave at his bitch Gun smoke, I take it far when I´m pissed
Under cover of the darkness (Red sky bleedin´) Sunlight moves, awakening (Red sky bleedin´) One that stares while one´s asleep (Red sky bleedin´) Before that´s done, it´s waking
Don´t give a fuck, I´ma rock with my twin Niggas freeze up when it´s time to go spin Speak on the dead, then we boxin´ you in
Send you to heaven, they kill you again We killed his buddy, he buckin´ again If they revive ´em, we bust him again Pistol so big, ain´t no tuckin´ it in I got in trouble for tellin´ on friends Rip out your tongue if you talkin´ too much You gon´ get chopped out talkin´ to us Bullet-proof truck ´cause I know they could touch me Bury the K and it still shoot rusty Fuck my opps, niggas broke and they musty All my exes still wanna fuck me Eliantte on me, this is not lucky Fry me a nigga like I´m from Kentucky Remember when pops used to front me When I see rappers, I do not see rappers, my nigga, I really see lunch meat Three-hundred black on the seat and the Glock on my hip, ain´t no way you could punch me
You ain´t really gang, you a flunkie Send your ass to the store like you auntie, pussy
Under cover of the darkness (Red sky bleedin´) Sunlight moves, awakening (Red sky bleedin´) One that stares while one´s asleep (Red sky bleedin´) Before that´s done, it´s waking
This is really happening Is this is really happening?
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