Red

I'm high over my head
Don't plan on coming down
I see below me empty room
And there's no one around
These demons getting to me
But make my mama proud
I let God take the wheel
Confused how this going about
I'm screaming can you hear me
But there's no one around
I'm walking through the front door
Don't plan on going around
Riding with hail
I Mary
She plan on holding me down
Trying not to pray
That there's someone
Suspicious around
I hear murder she wrote
I hear murder she spoke
Trying to keep focused
I keep rolling blow the smoke
Watch your look as I approach
I keep on coming as she go
I can't stop it but she know
At least I wonder if she know
I ain't riding with a Nigga
If I got wonder if he finna blow
Crime scene the block
Then I walk through the smoke
I can't lie Im that guy
Finger itching tote
I been wording if some niggas
Really bro
But not the circle
If you know then you know
I'm chasing the bag
If you ain't adios
I don't fuck with these hoes
They just come and they go yeah
Nigga you ain't ever hear
That gun noise
Pasu damn near popped me
Playing with them toys (Puh)
I don't think it's you
I think love is poison
Wonder why
I keep hearing these noises
Bitch I made my dreams work
In them apartments
The basement where it started
The basement at the projects
Made something out of nothing
Just my brain ain't have a object
They claim they got the recipe
Don't even know the concept

I'm high over my head
Don't plan on going down
I see below me empty room
And there's no one around
These demons getting to me
But make my mama proud
I let god take the wheel
Confused how this going about
I'm screaming can you hear me
But there's no one around
I'm walking through the front door
Don't plan on going around
Riding with hail
I Mary
She plan on holding me down
Trying not to pray
That there's someone
Suspicious around
(Suspicious around)



Credits
Writer(s): Aylton Gamboa
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