Red Light

Can someone jus help me, I'm hittin a block and I think I'll retire the pen
Sick of the voices I got in my head, might do sum shit I regret
Hold up I'm I'm fixing to get me revenge whether it's you or it's them
Homies are fake, you gonna get stabbed in the back I'm better not havin a friend
Fell off on the bike again so dope like Vicodin
Talkin bout they wanna fight me then they gassed up finna siphon em
The game is wack try ta find a Check I'm getting robbed like chynas ex
I'm takin shots betta buy a vest, at y'all livin thug life through the internet
Not a rap god I m an alien some one betta call the I N S
Killin rappers like fetanyl y'all not ready for the side effects
Y'all don't like what I say in jest well you can fuck your self like cyber sex
Neva sell out till my dying breathe you ain't got weight homie why you tryna flex
Nah not mad you don't know my know my name I got fans from here to Santa Fe
Grow man shit, if it's all da same don't try to play if you don't know the game
Don't need much just ta motivate, movin up fast I'm a elevate
Flow so sweet like lemonade, if you don't feel it keep sippin that haterade
Fuck an army I'm a renegade on fire when I throw smoke you'll incinerate
Leave you in a rubble when I renovate if you tryna get me back homie then you gotta wait
Man I gotta lotta beef all up on my Dinner plate
If you wanna bring it you can get it I'm a win it wait, some one get Me in it I run it like It's anime
Not a big deal but you feel it let em serinate

Red Light Green Light when I say Go it's game time
Everything that you wanna be like Im a go hard no stop sign
Hi beams on shit seem bright Can't slow down got o brake lights
I might just swerve right to many dead ends in sight
Red Light Green Light when I say Go it's game time
Red Light Green Light Im a go hard no stop sign
Red Light Green Light can't slow down got no brake lights

Red Light Green Light when I say Go it's game time

Red light Green light Neva slow down I'm a real rider
Double barrel shot gun like I'm Wyatt Earp lookin for the fire betta bring a lighter
Takin over rap you can call me sire y'all betta bow down this is my earth
Like tiger woods got a 9 tighter put it to yo dome like a curling iron
so much shit that I got face
Got a confess no pasta mace
Fucked in the head I'm a basket case
Roll up on you cats I'm a catch a case
All I been dreamin is death Not a gangsta all I been seein is red
Member that shit that you said, I been needin to vent plus I been off a my meds
Talk about it bitch I been about it, keep runnin yo mouth I'll pull yo tongue up out it
When it rains it pours, y'all don't really wanna start a war cuz my head is clouded
Bombed out like Iran, like the taliban have ya home surrounded Bring the heat like a fry pan, y'all frontin shit till I disembowel em
Try ta get ahead but I won't allow em, fuck a 100 i stay a thousand
Little dogs just bark a lot, till they fuck around and get impounded
Fuck what you thought
Neva be catchin me slippin Im hot
Who tryna put me in a box
Bet I been watching my back I wont stop
And I hear you been talkin alot
Yeah you been cookin but bitch Im the pot
How many dudes have you shot
Talk about bangin but not from a block
And soon gon be makin the top
And whoevers on first they savin my spot

And sum have forgot
Yes I been down on the bottom but not out of it got me a shot

Red Light Green Light when I say Go it's game time
Everything that you wanna be like Im a go hard no stop sign
Hi beams on shit seem bright Can't slow down got o brake lights
I might just swerve right to many dead ends in sight
Red Light Green Light when I say Go it's game time
Red Light Green Light Im a go hard no stop sign
Red Light Green Light can't slow down got no brake lights
Red Light Green Light when I say Go it's game time



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Writer(s): Jacob Martini
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