Malz Monday - Red Handed lyrics

How you hanging on my moves
And you ain’t havin’ motion?
They see I been growin’ from the
Seeds that I been showin’
I been in the laboratory
Mixin’ up the potions

I ain’t here to argue with you
About who the gold is
I ain’t sayin’ I’m with Big Pac, Nas and my [ _ ]
KDot, Drizzy, Drake, or Cole
But, I’m the coldest of my generation
A revelation
Had to tap into my inner greatness
The throne been vacant
It’s up for the takin’

I’m past sweaty, I like with my cash plenty
Thumbin’ through bands like Killa
Kam on Rap City keepin’ a bag with me
My nigga don’t act silly
I’m a hustler, homie
Like that record from Cassidy

Uh

Niggas and they feelings, I don’t
Kill em’ with kindness
I kill em’ with rhymes
These lines right here is just a reminder
I been on that timin’
You niggas ain’t got shit
On me sonically, really, it’s comedy
Obviously, I been an anomaly

A boss gon’ take a loss
But it’s nothin’ to me, i’m still up
I’m just tryna ball like Tauncey Billups
Revenge ain’t necessary
Cause success is how I kill em’
VA had me cost 150 just to fill up

Lately, I just been goin’ in
When I walk in the room
Ain’t gotta introduce myself
Because they know I’m him
They tryna block my shine
But that’s a go-ten
But, I been on that bullshit
Just like the rosin’

I’m the one that’s chosen, look
Set it in stone
I’m droppin’ gems like the mines
Out in Sierra Leone
Two kids, one on the way
You see the family grown
I coulda quit a while ago
But, I been keepin’ it goin’

Look!

I’m just organizin’ my shit and prioritizin’
Instead of watchin’ what I do
Worry about your assignment
They hopin’ that I fell behind
They was ahead
But, I closed the gap like Invisalign
I told you that the city’s mine like 50 times

You niggas livin’ too many lies
You ain’t James Brown, you don’t spin a slide
Bitch, I’m eight like Pennywise
I swear these niggas gotta give me mines
You either with me or against me, nigga
Pick a side

Lie through they teeth, me
I slide on these beats pass it to me
It’s like curry from the top of the key
We not really free
13th Amendment’s rubbish to me
I come from the streets in the
Jungle where they humble the beasts

I don’t wanna talk, don’t wanna speak
Like the high cabinets for toddlers
I just been out of reach
Walk through the forest
Seen the blood on the leaves
I got blood on my hands
Gotta wash it with bleach

The only sport I play is contact
Hit him with a sidestep
Why would a novice Step in the ring
With Juvio Chavez no contest
I got a superior complex
They told me to pull up, did 155 reps

I beg your pardon
They ain’t got enough spark to
Be startin’ with a arson
Leave him slumped over on a park bench
I’m heartless, carbon-15 inside of a hidden
Compartment I’m on that

Is you gettin’ dope? Could you bless me
Bro? Yes and no
Can’t relate to niggas goin’ broke
Tryna impress a ho
That ain’t ethical, can’t be too accessible
They say I’m cocky cause I
Be draggin’ my testicles

They far-fetched
But, I’m raisin’ a bar the farthest
Ain’t just a rapper, I’m a artist
I been goin’ the hardest
9mm inside the armrest
In a spaceship like an episode
Out of Star Trek

If I said I ain’t feelin’ myself
I would be lyin’
You lucky that I don’t want your
Bitch cause you would be mine, look
I meditate with my chakras not aligned
But, you play with me, I’m mine And
I’ma have to cross that line, look

I ain’t Gandhi, but I’m for
The peace and love, too
But, if you wanna go to war with me
I’m Sun Tzu
In the coupe, blowin’ sticky out the sunroof
If you ain’t talkin’ money, sorry
It don’t compute

If you ain’t talkin’ money, sorry
It don’t compute
If you wanna go to war with me, I’m Sun Tzu
If you ain’t talkin’ money, sorry
It don’t compute