It's Red Lyfe It's Red Lyfe Nobody safe anymore Had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't think anymore I swear when this album drop they gon' hate me some more You gonna see red everywhere, like a steak when it's raw Fuck around and call me M.A Shakur, I'ma take them to war Top of the hill, that's me waving that sword Couldn't wait to be on, these rappers hate to be born Speaking of birth, I just wanna thank my mother For having me after she had my brother, all that pain and that suffer She ain't just have us natural, the doctors they had to cut her (I love you ma) C-section but what a blessing Who would've guessed that the next best is, nobody expected Me a she, nigga, accept it I'm here I swear to god I ain't scared of these niggas Damn, I'm must really put fear in these niggas Because they call me a dyke, a faggot, a gay bitch I ain't shit, that hate shit, that hatred, goddamn That just make them look less of a man, fam And to sit on y'all is part of the damn plan They just mad cause I beat the pussy like Bam Bam Because I'm making these bitches twerk on a handstand Nobody's talking that talk, the way I talk it duke Word to Skype, how I see it is how I call it dude I open doors that they walking through Not to brag but it's important to Cause they'll forget like I ain't killed shit like an abortion true Thought you knew it's Red Lyfe, nigga we call it red if you call it blue And while you guys too busy bringing them foreigns through Yeah, flexing and stunting, doing what ballers do I leave with your bitch at the same club you brought her to If she a cougar, I tell her to bring her daughter too When I was broke, I never hated I just waited to flex 'Cause in my mind I already I knew I was next Now I all I do is finesse, straight bands got a few in his TEC Like jail calls, all I do is collect My stress level up but this is what I do when I'm stressed I make her go down like the sun doing the set I hear you talking but I don't consider you as a threat Like what's the name? You don't consider who as a threat? Exactly, it's M.A nigga I move as a threat They tryna knock me and it's funny cause they doing they best Shake the haters off like a dog do when it's wet I run down on them like a dog do when it fetch Rollie face blue look like somebody losing they breath It's cool, they can hate still ain't losing a check Real niggas know what's up, I ain't losing respect I'm like blood, I let the bars move through your flesh The more fame, the more problems man believe me But I ain't going nowhere nigga, they need me I eat this hating shit for breakfast, ah they feed me To beat me is like climbing mountains, the three peaks Niggas mad cause my bitch bad, we throw ones on strippers Then we watch them stuff racks in they tip bag I used to sell O's by the zip bag Now we smoke fronto, not no zig zags My goons in the fields, not the internet I hate when niggas use the internet to send a threat FED's watching, so we ain't really into that That's your life, you gotta live with that When that hate don't work they start telling lies That's real shit, that's why these haters becoming like flies Get it, don't let these lines go over your mind But I'ma keep shitting, on 'em I hope you don't mind All that hating and they still ain't paid, yet By the way, I got a 100 bands stuffed in these beige sweats Got bags full of money, still ain't been to the bank yet I ain't really have time to deposit these Chase checks I used to chase checks, now that money coming I'm talking fast, real fast like that money running Blue dye on my hands from all that money touching Blue dye on my pants from all that money rubbing Damn, I got a lotta bash for that phone shit Just the ones that think they know, but never know shit Shawty knew I was playing just on some joke shit Yeah, the Henny played a part we drunk the whole shit Man, they gotta understand this is some road shit We just be fucking around, regular show shit I wasn't gonna say nothing was gonna hold shit But they made it seem like I was on some hoe shit, never that I been humble and I'm still humble And to the ones who turned on me, man I still love you Keyz said "bro fuck 'em they gon' still bump you" And all these hoes that wanna fuck you, they gon' still want to You know haters gon' dickride they gon' still suck you And all these groupie-ass niggas they gon' still bug you Just don't let the devil take your good spirits from you Just pray on it, stay focused keep your vision tunneled I love my team, I swear it's like we move in a huddle I don't let this shit affect me, I move in a bubble I swear my haters move in a bundle It's like they all come together like a fucking puzzle 'Til that thing go click like a seat buckle But I just smoke and sip the Henny 'til I'm seeing double My money long I can't afford to even be in trouble Accomplished so much I ain't tryna see it crumble Been working so much that I don't even see the hustle I just been flexing like you seen a muscle Fighting these demons they don't see the rumble Hold the ball, they rather see you fumble You act so low, they rather be above you You need a drink, naw I need a couple, I'm just being honest I'm being real, I swear I'm being modest I don't gotta be fly, I'm fly in my pockets I rather invest money and triple my profit The fliest niggas be broke and it's eating they conscience Cause they pretend and they try to wear all these designers You call it designer, I call it disguising M.A speaking that knowledge, yeah I had to remind 'em Gotta preach 'em that real, gotta teach 'em that trill In this game is no love, either kill or be killed I get head from your bitch and it's fuck how they feel I ain't tryna be funny but I get dough like a deal Give me all attention, I need all the attention Bout to drop me a tape, collect all the commission My goons ready for war, told 'em hold they position They like M.A are you sure I'm ready to blow with the Smith & But they don't understand controversy made me hot So how the fuck think you the haters gon' make me stop They forgot that Dr. Watkins post made me pop I love this shit, this the shit that really made me guap Anyway I'm done talking to 'em, back to this money Some of y'all is a joke and I laugh cause it's funny But I'ma go and sip this tea, yo pass me the honey It's M.A motherfucka and I'm back on my bullyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
