Red Eye

[Verse 1 – Young Chris] Get accustomed to this thing called life Gotta hustle, gotta sling all night Ambition to gunner, right back see my vision 100 Strike back till they give him another When the devil get to lurking, never had a B I couldn’t burden Swerving, bombed out suburban, tryna snatch the paper Selling crack to neighbors, got my niggas some mountains Where the rednecks hate us Where only shakes can save us Scrape the wax, scrape you’re whack [?] at all times if you tryna make it back They just want the story of my life But I can’t fit it all in one k (right) Send some pictures of some bitches Gotta pay em a visit [?] promise niggas never say I ain’t did it Jay dug a nigga’s style since they brought me to him Got to hustle like Russell since they taught me to swim True champion, I’m watching the film While y’all party Imma hop in the gym Caught watching the rim Kelly and Seagal nigga, all the above The desert eagle Leave em all in your mug Niggas wonder how I got out the dirt Even the boss is even watching me work I ain’t live out the dream, 16 like a [?] of work Pack it up, hit the block let it twerk I’m like the block and the dirt Blood diamond with a Glock on my turf I get the choppa get the [?] shit first Take the hearse to the church Die slow, getting murked ain’t the worst Take this fully loaded clip and the curse Imagine making a nurse “Hi doc”, white socks and night socks Every day a month, early fore the mice drop Every day I burn it down until the mic’s hot Go down till the last seconds like a Mike shot Ha, Ferragamo on my new buckle [?] on my new sneaker I’m alive it’s a new day Motherfucker it’s a new leader I want the money, movies, endorsements, sponsorships You niggas in my way you getting rolled on [Bridge – Freeway][x2] Bringing gunna, you’re still seeing the hunger Lot of money, few bad bitches among us I’m a titan that’s residing in the jungle Be warned then I’m striking with the lightning and the thunder [Verse 2 – Freeway] I’m a king like Posiden, and the flow like water What you selling I ain’t buying, we know the numbers What you writing ain’t exciting, what you writing don’t enlighten The people, in fact it might make them dumber My music motivates, it makes people wanna Get up get out, and get something like the dungeon Family, these hating niggas dream about surrounding me Dream bout four pounding me, and wake up and suffer While I wake up and hustle, from North Philly but I been in Europe all summer Don’t get it twisted, I ain’t spending, I’m collecting Get the model bitches naked and I give them all lumber My IG name and the wrong number Yea I achieve fame but I stay humble Yea I made millions and I ain’t change If I ain’t got my stainless I’m gon rumble Bitch I’m a king, so that’s a royal rumble Young heart throb, I’ll make your daughters rumble When I step on stage I hear the crowd rumble I’m tryna see Pacquiao and Money May rumble Then I bet a 100k on they rumble Put it all on Floyd, he the champ bitch Out the hamp this week cold lamp bitch Got 99 problems no girl trouble Me and C hris, [?] came to bring the real trouble If she can take two, well you know the rest Big ass mansion, no air dress 2014, no car trouble If I bubble them we all bubble Philly freezer been the shit since the bubblex Me and C up working while the others rest It’s gunna season, we about to give you stars trouble Yes