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Yeah, uh I paint the sky red, shit, with all of my opps' head, nigga, all of my opps dead He can play 'til he drop dead, 'til we pop heads, he can play, but he not fed Think I ain't hear what the opps said, when I heard what the opps said, got the opps dead Yeah, think I'm in love whenever the sky red, think I love when the sky red Young nigga too fly, how I drip like a pageant do You got cash, I ain't mad at you I catch that boy, then I'm gon' end up taggin' you Like a ref, I ain't flaggin' you, yeah Just ask the last nigga, we put him in the past, nigga, ask that boy what the bag'll do You say you got a strap, nigga, I'm glad you in your bag, nigga, he don't know that I got a few R2R Dre up the murder rate JBlyckk'll shoot, catch a murder case My niggas ride with a .38, yeah Special, I got me a .38 Used to live out the motel, not a hotel, had to dip like Rotel, yeah, uh If I don't know a ho well, then I'm treatin' a ho shell, I remember they closed bail On my niggas who fightin' them fed cases now Now his head racin' now I cut the locs 'cause my head breakin' out Know my head vacant now, yeah Empty mind, but a nigga gon' prosper He wan' play, we send him to the doctor Smart bitch say she wan' be a proctor SongtexteI woke the world up whenever I shocked 'em Now everything goin' viral, and everybody watchin' I remember I worked at Nancy's Pizzeria 10 a.m. I was wakin' up, I had to clock in I used to write in my closet Now a young nigga poppin', look at all I accomplished I ran it up like I'm Sonic It wasn't shit they could do that could stop it I paint the sky red, shit, with all of my opps' head, nigga, all of my opps dead He can play 'til he drop dead, 'til we pop heads, he can play, but he not fed Think I ain't hear what the opps said, when I heard what the opps said, got the opps dead Yeah, think I'm in love whenever the sky red, think I love when the sky red Young nigga too fly, how I drip like a pageant do You got cash, I ain't mad at you I catch that boy, then I'm gon' end up taggin' you Like a ref, I ain't flaggin' you, yeah Just ask the last nigga, we put him in the past, nigga, ask that boy what the bag'll do You say you got a strap, nigga, I'm glad you in your bag, nigga, he don't know that I got a few Dead bodies sittin' right in my closet, ayy, I just made a deposit We catch that boy, then we gon' get it poppin', uh Oh, you thought we was stoppin', huh? Checked out, I been gettin' my check in They don't like when we flexin' 40 bust, I'ma get to the wreckin' Shit kick like Tekken Chain clang on me when I'm recording I ain't mad, 'cause I couldn't afford it R.I.P. my granddaddy, he used to love them 40's He the reason I don't love a shawty You the reason that a nigga don't call noobody I used to want all your body You remember when I used to want all your body Don't do drugs, spend my all on bodies I spend my all on bodies If I spin a bend, I'ma catch me a homi' Draco, turned it into a tommy He'll figure if I pull out the tommy A nigga gon' duck like goose, uh My side won't duck when they shoot, yeah We gon' just up it, ain't with the discussion My shit gon' bust like fruits (Yeah, uh) I paint the sky red, shit, with all of my opps' head, nigga, all of my opps dead He can play 'til he drop dead, 'til we pop heads, he can play, but he not fed Think I ain't hear what the opps said, when I heard what the opps said, got the opps dead Yeah, think I'm in love whenever the sky red, think I love when the sky red Young nigga too fly, how I drip like a pageant do You got cash, I ain't mad at you I catch that boy, then I'm gon' end up taggin' you Like a ref, I ain't flaggin' you, yeah Just ask the last nigga, we put him in the past, nigga, ask that boy what the bag'll do You say you got a strap, nigga, I'm glad you in your bag, nigga, he don't know that I got a few Aus Songtexte Mania