Red Room

All they do is fucking doubt on my name
I wake up and smoke the gas everyday
Nothin to that shit
One two
Lets go bitch

Take it back to my life
Couldnt think it twice
Do a couple drugs and rethink my lane like why
Forty on my hip I keep that fucker I wont die
If they step up in my life I run that shit no homicide
Okay
Big Waite gotta get it back now
Forty on my hip I keep it
Put them back down
Talkin hella shit you know Im in my bag now
Forty on my Fucking hip
Kick they fuckin back out
Twenty years I had to figure out my fuckin path wow
If I figure out it now how'd the fuck I get out
Pittsburgh Four One Two
The ground looking cold
Everybody talking but that bullshit getting old
Smoking on the shit I think my future tight in gold
Gotta get it back from the bottom boy you know Im bold

Okay nineteen I saw my life fucking change
Twenty years I had to get it
Twenty One Im in my lane
Switch it up again I had to give that bitch good brain
And if I switch it up again I got the money to my name
Chillin down in the alley smoking gas with my own team
If they think they can just run it
Boy I tell them Intervene
Run it back Im in their dreams
Freddy Krueger slice they see
I cant fuck with them no more
Trippin on that hennessy
HD this shit like a movie
Boy I think my life the beauty
If I step up in this game Im thinking
Boy Im making moves
Cant really just stop
You know that shit not straight obtuse
Got a angle to the game
You know I gotta break right through
On vacation on my own
I told that bitch to go back home
She told me that my life is crazy
But I told her bitch I know
Four am Im blacked out in the West End
Tryna figure out the way
I cant comprehend this shit
Or how to see another day
If I wake up smoking gas
I might just go and catch a fade
Take off like a plane and race away