It's Red Red Lyfe Nobody anymore Had to you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore Got so much shit on my mind, think anymore I swear when this drop they gon' hate me some more You see red everywhere Like a steak it's raw Fuck and call me M.A Shakur Imma take to war Top of the That's me that sword wait to be on These rappers to be born Speaking of birth, I wanna thank my mother For having me after she had my All pain and that suffer She ain't just us natural, the doctors they had to cut her (I love you ma) C section but a blessing Who would've guessed the next best is expected, me a she Nigga, accept it I'm I swear to god I ain't scared of these Damn, I'm really put fear in these niggas Because they call me a dyke, a faggot, a gay I ain't shit, that shit, that hatred, goddamn That just make them less of a man, fam And to sit on y'all is part of the damn They just mad cause I beat the like bam bam Because I'm making bitches twerk on a handstand Nobody's talking that talk, the walk I it duke Word to Skype, how I see it is how I it dude I open doors they walking through Not to but it's important, too Cause forget like I ain't killed shit Like an true Don't you knew it's Redlyfe, nigga we it red if you call it blue And while you guys, too busy bringing them through Yeah, flexing and stunting, what ballers do I leave with bitch at the same club you brought her to If she a cougar, I tell her to her daughter too When I was broke, I never hated I waited to flex Cause in my I already I knew I was next Now I all I do is bands got a few in his TEC Like jail calls, all I do is My stress level up but this is what I do I'm stressed I make her go down the sun doing the set I hear you talking but I don't consider you as a Like the name? You don't consider who as a threat? Exactly, it's M.A nigga I move as a They tryna knock me and it's funny cause doing they best Shake the haters off like a dog do when wet I'm one on them like a dog do when it fetch Rollie face blue look like somebody they breath It's cool, they can hate still ain't losing a Real niggas know what's up, I losing respect I'm like blood, I let the bars move through flesh The fame, the more problems man believe me But I ain't going nowhere nigga, need me I eat this shit for breakfast, ah they feed me To beat me is like climbing mountains, the peaks Niggas mad my bitch bad We ones on strippers Then we them stuff racks in they tip bag I used to O's by the zip bag Now we smoke fronto, not no zig My goons in the fields, not the I hate when niggas use the internet to a threat FED's watching, so we ain't into that That's your life, you live with that When that hate don't work they start telling That's real shit, why these haters becoming like flies Get it, don't let lines go over your mind But keep shitting, on 'em I hope you don't mind All that and they still ain't paid, yet By the way, I got a 100 bands stuffed in these sweats Got bags full of money, still ain't been to the yet Not really have time to deposit these chase I used to chase checks, now that money I'm talking fast, real fast like money running Blue dye on my hands from all that touching Blue dye on my from all that money rubbing Damn, I got a lotta bash for phone shit Just the ones think they know, but never know shit knew I was just playing on some joke shit Yeah, the Henny a part we drunk the whole shit Man, they gotta this is just some road shit We be fucking around, regular show shit I wasn't gonna say nothing was gonna shit But they made it seem I was on some hoe shit, never that I been humble and I'm humble And to the ones who turned on me, I still you Keyz "bro fuck 'em they gon' still bump you" And all hoes that wanna fuck you, they gon' still want to You know haters gon' dickride they gon' still you And all these groupie they gon' still bug you Just don't let the devil take good spirits from you Just pray on it, focused keep your vision tunneled I love my team, I swear like we move in a huddle I don't let this shit me, I move in a bubble I swear my haters move in a It's like they all come together a fucking puzzle Til that go click like a seat buckle But I just smoke and sip the Henny 'til I'm seeing My money long I can't to even be in trouble Accomplished so much I ain't see it crumble Been so much that I don't even see the hustle I just been flexing like you seen a Fighting these they don't see the rumble the ball, they rather see you fumble You act so low, they rather be you You a drink, naw I need a couple I'm just honest, I'm being real I I'm being modest I don't gotta be fly, I'm fly in my I rather invest money and my profit The niggas be broke and it's eating they conscience Cause they pretend and they try to all these designers You call it designer, I it disguising M.A speaking that knowledge, I had to remind 'em Gotta 'em that real Gotta teach 'em trill In this game is no love, kill or be killed I get head from your and it's fuck how they feel I tryna be funny but I get dough like a dil me all attention, I need all the attention Bout to drop me a tape, all the commission My ready for war, told 'em hold they position They M.A are you sure I'm ready to blow with the Smith & But they don't controversy made me hot So how the fuck think you the haters gon' make me They forgot that Dr. post made me pop I love this shit, this the shit that really made me Anyway I'm done talking to 'em, back to money of y'all is a joke and I laugh cause it's funny But I'ma go and sip this tea, yo pass me the M.A and I'm back on my bully