Future - RED LIGHT lyrics

Future

Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Future - RED LIGHT lyrics]

Yeah, nigga, this shit real out here
Runnin' through the red light
Lookin' through your rearview
Nigga might just sneak up on the
Car and try to spray you
Playin' for keeps out here in the A
It's been a long time comin'

Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ayy
Ran it up and gave 'em a sad face
Now anywhere around the globe
You rep the gang and you got rank, yeah
Gotta converse with the manager
When I walk inside the bank, yeah
Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me?
Goyard with a half a million on me
R&D's, it's like I'm possessed
All these diamonds on my chest

Sleepin' on the floor had
Made my heart colder


They try to make it hard for me
I never falter
Gotta say I'm good, I'm on the ESPY's
I made millions by the day
Check my chest piece
Try to take care of my family
The best I know how bought myself a mansion
Now I gotta buy everybody a house
Takin' care of my bitches like
The mother of my child
God know all my brothers sin
I gotta blow this trial
You don't get no guidance out the
Trenches to make it out
God knows I'll never give up on you
Never will
Shit gettin' hectic with the niggas
That ya kill for money got me hesitant
What I got to live for?
All this fame gettin' terrible
All these rings and Berettas
Flawless victory, change the weather
Hurricane, natural disaster
Pour the lean for the bastards
Take the jet across the atlas
God I pray I forget my dada
'Cause, I didn't grow up to be average
All the times he lied to me
Ya gave up on my arteries
I was such a worried child
Just wanted you to be a part of me
Fishscale projects made a man out me
Sleepin' on the carpet made a man out me
Full of medication, I wouldn't change it
I was once broke but no complainin'
I finally start to embrace that I'm famous
It's hard for me to erase when I was nameless

Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ayy
Ran it up and gave 'em a sad face
Now anywhere around the globe
You rep the gang and you got rank, yeah
Gotta converse with the manager
When I walk inside the bank, yeah
Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me?
Goyard with a half a million on me
R&D's, it's like I'm possessed
All these diamonds on my chest

Awww, oh awww, oh
Awww, oh awww

Runnin' through the red light
Peekin' through the rearview
Niggas might just run up on the
Car and try to spray you

Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ayy
Ran it up and gave 'em a sad face
Who would ever think they'd ever sleep on me?
Who would ever?
Who would ever think they'd sneak diss me?
Who would ever?
Ah, these bitches are possessed
By these VVS' glarin' off my chest

Awww, oh awww

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