Smoke DZA, Steven Young - Red Eye lyrics
[Smoke DZA, Steven Young - Red Eye lyrics]
Oh, na, na, yeah, yeah oh, no
Oh, yeah feels like
Yeah oh, oh, yeah, yeah
It's like gettin' the keys
To your first joint
Like the first joint you own and all that
Yeah oh, oh
First time owners yeah, yeah
Yeah oh
Right
I'm from the 9, I come from savages
Fuck your logic
We deal with a different narrative
Before the steak meals, butter asparagus
Havin' respect was more imperative
Industry niggas and gangstas
You gotta narrow it
Niggas be finicky, pressure
I have 'em tattlin'
Might fuck up your pockets quicker
But right after you roll them dice
You better watch them niggas petty artists
They be gaffin' like they bought
A half a ki' up
Niggas flip the story better than
They flip the re-up a bunch of non-competers
Easy to creep up on the Patrón margaritas
Killt ‘em calm in Adidas
Have them follow the leader
Shortie high off my style like
A bong of sativa bigger goals, bigger house
Expect the New Editions or Ricky or Ralph
Over joyous, my smile as big as this ounce
As big as this check that hit my account, uh
If not love, really what's this about?
Go back to the New Edition line
With my granddad sippin' the Guinness stout
I got it figured out
Really this what living's about
When you're down and out, the
World don't feel the same, yeah
But, your love is like elixir to my veins
When the fame is gone
Will your true love remain? yeah
But it seems that you're addicted
To that game, oh, no, no
Yeah right
Oh, oh love to the beloved
Yeah, yeah keep your head high
Ooh, no
It's like flyin' to Australia a few times
Back and forth comin' back home on a red eye
Oh, oh red eye
Yeah, every day every day
Really fuckin' cool yeah
Oh, yeah feels like
Yeah oh, oh, yeah, yeah
It's like gettin' the keys
To your first joint
Like the first joint you own and all that
Yeah oh, oh
First time owners yeah, yeah
Yeah oh
Right
I'm from the 9, I come from savages
Fuck your logic
We deal with a different narrative
Before the steak meals, butter asparagus
Havin' respect was more imperative
Industry niggas and gangstas
You gotta narrow it
Niggas be finicky, pressure
I have 'em tattlin'
Might fuck up your pockets quicker
But right after you roll them dice
You better watch them niggas petty artists
They be gaffin' like they bought
A half a ki' up
Niggas flip the story better than
They flip the re-up a bunch of non-competers
Easy to creep up on the Patrón margaritas
Killt ‘em calm in Adidas
Have them follow the leader
Shortie high off my style like
A bong of sativa bigger goals, bigger house
Expect the New Editions or Ricky or Ralph
Over joyous, my smile as big as this ounce
As big as this check that hit my account, uh
If not love, really what's this about?
Go back to the New Edition line
With my granddad sippin' the Guinness stout
I got it figured out
Really this what living's about
When you're down and out, the
World don't feel the same, yeah
But, your love is like elixir to my veins
When the fame is gone
Will your true love remain? yeah
But it seems that you're addicted
To that game, oh, no, no
Yeah right
Oh, oh love to the beloved
Yeah, yeah keep your head high
Ooh, no
It's like flyin' to Australia a few times
Back and forth comin' back home on a red eye
Oh, oh red eye
Yeah, every day every day
Really fuckin' cool yeah