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Nba Youngboy - Red Eye Lyrics

Red Eye
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m a real, I’m a real
I’m a real good slime
I move like that red eye, red eye like a demon
Stackin’ much ’til I can’t no more
We be robbin’ and schemin’, oh Lord
How long would it be until this pain gon’ go?
Straight from bottom, blow a bag on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had to jump up on my bag
I say that my lil’ shawty, I’ll die for you
F**k that sh*t that he be talkin’, did he ride for you?
I jeopardize and send my brothers for to slide for you
And every n**ga ’round me willing for to die for you
Who you judgin’, I come up straight from the gutter
We’ll struggle, me and my brothers, had no one but each other
I can buy a hatchback, but can’t buy my family back, my life nothin’
I want my Ni back, but I’m caught up with these h0es and I’m thuggin’
I move like that red eye, red eye, like a demon
Stackin’ much ’til I can’t no more
We be robbin’ and schemin’, oh Lord
How long would it be until this pain gon’ go?
Straight from bottom, blow a back on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had to jump up on my bag
Ride for a ride, I got plenty money
But that north where I reside at
But I fly miles ‘cross this town to see you smile
She be fans to other n**gas, like this bitch wan’ be a hype man
But the minute I wan’ be alone, she don’t like that
I took (?) your letters
I was locked up with no celly
I ain’t wanna be no rival with you
From the bottom all the way back to my section
Everyday, yeah, we be steppin’
F**k chasin’, I will not be through, yeah
I’ma count up this money, like f**k this dream ain’t nothin’
And f**k these h0es that don’t love me
N**gas don’t like how I be stuntin’
I miss Big Dump like my granny, we still at war ’bout my cousin
Diggin’ ‘but I ain’t searchin’ for gold
I know I’m lookin’ for somethin’
I move like that red eye, red eye like a demon
Stackin’ much ’til I can’t no more
We be robbin’ and schemin’, oh Lord
How long would it be until this pain gon’ go?
Straight from bottom, blow a back on my bros, oh, yeah, yeah
Just for his head, a hundred thousand, say less, I pay that
Got plenty money, but I had to jump up on my bag