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Red Eye Lyrics - Artist : Smoke DZA
Oh, na, na, yeah, yeah
Oh, no Oh, yeah [?] Feels like Yeah Oh, oh, yeah, yeah It's like gettin' the keys to your first joint Like the first joint you own and all that Yeah Oh, oh First time owners Yeah, yeah Yeah Oh Right I'm from the 9, I come from savages Fuck your logic, we deal with a different narrative Before the steak meals, butter asparagus Havin' respect was more imperative Industry niggas and gangstas, you gotta narrow it Niggas be finicky, pressure, I have 'em tattlin' Might fuck up your pockets quicker But right after you roll them dice, you better watch them niggas Petty artists, they be gaffin' like they bought a half a ki' up Niggas flip the story better than they flip the re-up A bunch of non-competers Easy to creep up on the Patrón margaritas Killt 'em calm in Adidas Have them follow the leader Shortie high off my style like a bong of sativa Bigger goals, bigger house Expect the New Editions or Ricky or Ralph Over joyous, my smile as big as this ounce As big as this check that hit my account, uh If not love, really what's this about? Go back to the New Edition line With my granddad sippin' the Guinness stout I got it figured out, really this what living's about [?] When you're down and out, the world don't feel the same, yeah But your love is like elixir to my veins When the fame is gone, will your true love remain? Yeah But it seems that you're addicted to that game, oh, no, no Yeah Right Oh, oh Love to the beloved Yeah, yeah Keep your head high Ooh, no It's like flyin' to Australia a few times Back and forth Comin' back home on a red eye Oh, oh Red eye Yeah, every day Every day Really fuckin' cool Yeah |
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