red sky

Red sky bleedin' from my eye Tides risin' up to new highs I turn my back to the wind Slowly driftin' away I hear the night sing (welcome to your new-) Welcome to your new- It's fourth and inches, I'm sendin' a blitz Live on the toilet, I stay on my sh- You say we opps, but you stay on my d- My shooter a rapper, I sent him a hit They be on Twitter like, "When he gon' miss?" Say I fell off, but I fell in his b- F- yo' white flag, I ain't tellin' 'em sh- I play it cool and hand brodie the blick Blick out yo' stu' just to show you I'm rich Now you can't drop no more music 'cause sh- How you jump right on that song and then snitch? N-, you sassy and wrong as a b- Say the wrong thing and get put on that list This is a warning 'cause Savagе don't diss Better thank me that yo' a- still еxist 'Cause Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick She don't look good without makeup, I'm stiff Don't f- with rappers 'cause most of 'em snitch Diamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist Watch on my leg 'cause I ran out of wrists Draco brown like a Hershey Hang out the window and blow 'em a kiss Hang out the window and wave at his b- Gun smoke, I take it far when I'm pissed Under cover of the darkness (red sky bleedin') Sunlight moves, awakening (red sky bleedin') One that stares while one's asleep (red sky bleedin') Before that's done, it's waking Don't give a f-, I'ma rock with my twin N- freeze up when it's time to go spin Speak on the dead, then we boxin' you in Send you to heaven, they kill you again We killed his buddy, he buckin' again If they revive 'em, we bust him again Pistol so big, ain't no tuckin' it in I got in trouble for tellin' on friends Rip out your tongue if you talkin' too much You gon' get chopped out talkin' to us Bullet-proof truck 'cause I know they could touch me Bury the K and it still shoot rusty F- my opps, n- broke and they musty All my exes still wanna f- me Eliantte on me, this is not lucky Fry me a n- like I'm from Kentucky Remember when pops used to front me When I see rappers, I do not see rappers, my n-, I really see lunch meat Three-hundred black on the seat and the Glock on my hip, ain't no way you could punch me You ain't really gang, you a flunkie Send your a- to the store like you auntie, p- Under cover of the darkness (red sky bleedin') Sunlight moves, awakening (red sky bleedin') One that stares while one's asleep (red sky bleedin') Before that's done, it's waking This is really happening Is this is really happening?