Red Lights

Intro:
~heavy breathing~
Yuh
~You are now listening to NJ beats~

[Chorus]
Red lights red lights
Whippin' in cabana like
Chillin' in Atlanta sippin' out of my fucking Fanta like
Living life and makin money gonna sign a deal
For a hundred fucking mil whippin' 'Cedes in the hills, yeah

The way it's going gonna get it talking 'bout it gold
Getting texts up on my phone yeah I got a throne
And I did it on my own hear it in my tone
Runnin' for the late nights sick and fucking lights like

Red lights red lights illuminating headlights
Puttin' out verses that would make you take a stand
Yeah you know Navin yeah he puttin' out those anthems
I don't give a fuck because I did it on my own, bitch
Yeah this shit is fucking real independent kid
What I did poppin' out the music good shit
Livin' life yeah free of all the fuckin' hate
Motherfuckers see me cus I'm here to fucking put in pain

Yeah you see me whippin' in the hills you wanna get it
Youngest kid to do it put me on that fucking Reddit
Yeah you know a label's comin' to my door
When I kick 'em to the curb cus I know I got it more yeah
Yeah more in me to fight I'm gonna let it go
Motherfuckers see me cus I'm chillin' with electric flow
Yeah you know what I can get it 'till the day I die
Motherfuckers see suit and tie who the fuck am I?

Yo Navin... why you never talk about them girls no more?
Yeah why you never talk about the world no more?
Yeah hopefully because I found that fucking girl
Yeah hopefully because I conquered that fucking world

Oh shit oh shit yeah I'm on my grown shit
Changing everyday you know we're getting on that known shit
Major fucking labels wanna pick up on an old bitch
Yeah you know with all this shit you know we got 'em going

I don't know what my purpose on this Earth is
If I don't achieve my dreams was it really worth it?
Whether you been grindin' on the daily or be sippin' purple
Say the person that you are nothin' in this life is certain
Analyzin' reading these rhymes
Life ain't bout the fucking money but the money is the grind
Either you can love me or hate me
Fuck me or date me
Bitches actin' lazy

NAVIN THE FUCKING KING THO

Red lights red lights
Whippin' in cabana like
Chillin' in Atlanta sippin' out of my fucking Fanta like
Living life and makin money gonna sign a deal
For a hundred fucking mil
Whippin 'Cedes in the hills