Red Eye - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

I’m a real, I’m a real

I’m a real deal slime

I’ma ride that red eye (Red eye) like a demon

Stack that money 'til I can’t no more (No more)

We be robbin' and schemin' (On God), oh Lord

How long would it be until this pain gon' go?

Straight from the 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 out my bag

I stayed down lately, shawty, I’d die for you

Fuck that shit that he be talkin', did he ride for you?

I jeopardize and send my brothers 'fore to slide for you

And every nigga 'round me willing 'fore to die for you

Who you judgin'?

I come up straight from the gutter

We done struggled, 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 Ne back, but I’m caught up with these hoes and I’m thuggin'

I’ma ride that red eye (Red eye) like a demon

Stack that money 'til I can’t no more (No more)

We be robbin' and schemin' (On God), oh Lord

How long would it be until this pain gon' go?

Straight from the 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 out my bag

Ride foreign ride, got plenty money, but that north where I reside at

But I’d fly miles 'cross this town to see you smile

She be fans of other niggas, like this bitch wan' be a hype man

But the minute I wan' be alone, she don’t like that

I took heed into your letters, I was locked up with no celly

I ain’t wanna be nowhere but with you

From the bottom all the way back to my section

Everyday, yeah, we be steppin'

Fuck chasin', I will not be through

I’m all caught up with money, like, «Fuck this dream, it ain’t nothin'»

And fuck these hoes that don’t love me, niggas 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’ma ride that red eye (Red eye) like a demon

Stack that money 'til I can’t no more (No more)

We be robbin' and schemin' (On God), oh Lord

How long would it be until this pain gon' go?

Straight from the 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 out my bag (Yeah)

Yeah (Slime)