Red Eye (feat. WSTRN & Lil Baby)

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Pull up with all my niggas in a van
 I just go on tour with a couple bands
 All my niggas good when they land
 We don't need a reason
 We don't need a reason
 Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, in my zone, ayy, ayy, ayy
 I'ma mash that work, I'ma mash that work with zero pressure, oh
 Comin' from that dirt, now we big spenders (hey, hey, hey)
 And you ain't with gang, you ain't no member
 I sat back, watched that money turn you sour
 It's on you, go and get it (yeah)
 I'm on my grind, ain't where the bed is (oh)
 I'm just tryna make my bread with my real ones
 Not the niggas with the red eye
 I've been ballin', but you know that we ain't playin'
 Today free my brudda, we ain't made it (right)
 Go down on my knees, I start prayin'
 Then I got back on my feet, I'm a different time, I'm not that weak
 But I know I won't let you down, I remember the days, got chased, touched base
 Jake's try take me down, fuck sake, switched plates, still buss case
 But them man can't track me down (grr), nobody got me then
 I bet they get me now (ah), you gon' respect me now
 If I mash this work, you gon' panic and skrrt (skrrt)
 Baddies gon' squirt, put my hand up her skirt
 Rings on water, but my hand is on dirt
 So I cover them with leather whenever I go work
 Yes, sir, I'm crackin' out if niggas want a red eye (red eye)
 Got more smoke then tryna make their head nod, said I
 I'ma mash that work with zero pressure, oh
 Comin' from that dirt, now we big spenders (hey, hey, hey)
 And you ain't with gang, you ain't no member
 I sat back, watch that money turn you sour
 It's on you, go get it (yeah)
 I'm on my grind, ain't where the bed is (oh)
 I'm just tryna make my bread with my real ones
 Not the niggas with the red eye (Baby)
 Ballin' on these niggas uncontrollably
 Had to tell my mama, "Ain't no controllin' me"
 Put diamonds in my teeth, just so the world can see
 If I ever get the chance, I give you everything
 Double C, valenteen, I ain't mean
 Look at the groove, listen to what I'm tellin' you
 All I make is money moves, pray you don't get it confused
 I done fell in love with lean and jewels, fell in love with bands and shoes
 Make sure everything brand spankin' new, sippin' on this lean, I'm gettin' back faded
 Upgrade to a Bentley from a Mercedes, everything I'm ridin' in the latest
 I been ballin', had to go find me an agent
 I'ma mash that work, I'ma mash that work with zero pressure, oh
 Comin' from that dirt, now we big spenders (hey, hey, hey)
 And you ain't with gang, you ain't no member
 I sat back, watch that money turn you sour
 It's on you, go get it (yeah)
 I'm on my grind, ain't where the bed is (oh)
 I'm just tryna make my bread with my real ones
 Not the niggas with the red eye
 I'm on the 840 ridin' McLaren (skrrt)
 They try to flex on me, you ain't a challenge (ayy, ayy)
 Straight out from London and we do it massive (yeah)
 Gorillas in the backstreet, so-so active (yeah)
 Fire up that booth, they call me Traporator (doo-doo-doo)
 And I got a blondie, call her Cinderella (ayy)
 I'ma double back like I was never missin' (missin')
 And my downfall, I know that these niggas wishin' (wishin')
 And I got some drip today, oh-oh (yeah)
 Better know my come up different, oh-oh (yeah)
 You havin' the same old vision, oh-oh
 You can't stop me, you ain't done revision
 I'ma mash that work with zero pressure, oh
 Comin' from that dirt, now we big spenders
 And you ain't with gang, you ain't no member
 I sat back, watch that money turn you sour
 It's on you, go get it
 I'm on my grind, ain't where the bed is
 I'm just tryna make my bread with my real ones
 Not the niggas with the red eye
 

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Duration
04:41
Key
2
Tempo
140 BPM

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