Red Light

I gotta get it, bitch I gotta get it

Yea I see that opp shit
At a redlight windows tinted
Mama told me get yo bread don't quit
I know they talking on my name like shit
I know they talking to feds like shit
Daddy taught me right nigga you better not snitch
Watch where you hang cause these niggas might switch
I was chasing after fame but the money made sense

I gotta get it, woo
I gotta get it
I gotta get it

Runnin' to the game, yea I'm coming head first
Bitches acting dumb so I show em how my head work
Living wasn't fun till you trappin' and you sell work
Illegal way of funds he in jail or a t-shirt
I can see it thumb counting guap till my hand hurt
I just want a jag off the lot hear that thing skirt
Thuggin in the battles and they thought me how to think first
Snakes in the grass hear that rattle they gone bite first

Yea, them boys told me I wasn't gon never be shit
You just gotta go get it, Fuck what everybody else think



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Writer(s): Dee Abraham
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