Red Eye

[Intro]
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
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[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah ( Oh, ohh)
Im a real, Im a real
Im a real deal slime
Ima ride that red eye (Red eye), like a demon
Stack that money til I cant no more ( No more)
We be robbin and schemin (On God), oh Lord
How long would it be until this pain gon go?
Straight from the bottom, blow a bag on my bros, oh, yeah , yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had to jump up out my bag
I stayed down lately, shawty, Id die for you
**** that shit that he be talkin, did he ride for you?
I jeopardize and send my brothers fore to slide for you
And every nigga round me willing fore to die for you
Who you judgin? I come up straight from the gutter
We done struggled, me and my brothers had no one but each other
I can buy a hatchback, but cant buy my family back, my life nothin
I want my Ne back, but Im caught up with these hoes and Im thuggin
Ima ride that red eye (Red eye), like a demon
Stack that money til I cant no more (No more)
We be robbin and schemin (On God), oh Lord
How long would it be until this pain gon go?
Straight from the bottom, blow a bag on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had to jump up out my bag
Ride foreign ride, got plenty money, but that north where I reside at
But Id fly miles cross this town to see you smile
She be fans of other niggas, like this bitch wan be a hype man
But the minute I wan be alone, she dont like that
I took heed into your letters, I was locked up with no celly
I aint wanna be nowhere but with you
From the bottom all the way back to my section
Everyday, yeah, we be steppin
**** chasin, I will not be through
Im all caught up with money, like, '**** this dream, it aint nothin'
And **** these hoes that dont love me, niggas dont like how I be stuntin
I miss Big Dump like my granny, we still at war bout my cousin
Diggin but I aint searchin for gold, I know Im lookin for somethin
Ima ride that red eye (Red eye), like a demon
Stack that money til I cant no more (No more)
We be robbin and schemin (On God), oh Lord
How long would it be until this pain gon go?
Straight from the bottom, blow a bag on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had to jump up out my bag (Yeah)
Yeah (Slime)