Red Eye

[Verse 1: Styles P] I go with it, I'm so with it First class flight overseas, I'm low with it Stretching out the chair, we ain't low in it Thinking of a house in Cali, can I grow in it? Throw a booth in the place imagine how I flow in it Outer-space bars, OZ's to the face y'all Ball, bottle, hot tub, in case y'all Plush life, laugh a lot, smile a lot Light it up, bottle pop Blowing kush from San Diego to Ottawa A long way from the days I used to bottle up (A long way) Keeping all of my feelings bottled up Keeping all of the guns hollowed up Now we getting rich, getting twisted like Oliver Money pile it up, yeah The first go around then again when we follow up [Hook x2: Jadakiss & Styles P] Money, Power, Kush, Sour, Haze, Aries, Pills, Powder Pull it out, cock back, ligga lead fly [?] Then a nigga gone on that rigga red eye [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Living and driving in big shit If I die tonight, fuck it, my kids rich Cig shit, get your wig split None personal, real nig shit I'm on fire, you just smoking Playing tennis with my Kinect, US Open Blocks my office, no days off it Loudest persons usually the softest Coke is gorgeous, ice is flawless It's repercussions that comes with all this Gun off safety till they come and replace me You know what they say, death comes in traces [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Styles P] More fun than a festival, Audemars and Oyster Perpetuals Goon niggas that turn niggas to vegetables Long as it's coke, being broke is unacceptable Word to the zero that goes after the decimal May I double the way I bubble When ball is the shit that brought AI trouble If rap had a Dave Stern, believe I'm him Think not bet the money in your Levi's dead Digital, analog, always had catalog The bull for the matador, cause if I see red like the bulls do Somebody is getting shot and won't pull through Got more animals than a zoo do Yeah, it's Ghost and Scram Motherfuckers should scream, or get killed with they man