Lyrics R3deye - YTP

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YTP

#VERSE 1
Any album Imma gangsta
And I stay real high
Yeah imma Pisces not a bird I stay real fly
Not a fish
But my favorite shit is gettin' high
Grab ya redeye from the stand when you walking by
Music is my alibi
Don't have to rectify
Legitimize
Legalize authorize justify
That I'm the best at what I do this is no lie
This is to all the haters and the snitches
And the pussy niggas
That's lily livered
That's cowardly
Gettin' paid hourly
Im gettin' paid a salary
You still won't amount to me
Not even a ounce a me
Get yo woman to bounce on me
Everybody bounce wit me
Don't need no counseling
Cuz I'm GOD made
Now I'm self paid
And I got it made in the shade
Don't agree wit wicked ways
Looking for brighter days
I'm high and in a daze
Still stuck in this maze and

Look in the redeye
I don't have the redeye
Nor have the pink eye
But I'm way past high
Look in the redeye
I don't have the redeye
Nor have the pink eye
But I'm way past high

#VERSE 2
Do I miss you
Hell naw
Grab a tissue for ya issue
That's the main reason I ain't wit you
If I ain't got you I can get you
If I ain't get you I don't want you
Imma player and a crusher
Cold blooded motherfucker
Cuz I fucked a few mothers
Put a few up under
It's no need to wonder
I just make it thunder
From winter spring to summer
I'll never save a hoe and thanks to ya mama
Now look in the redeye
I don't have the redeye
Nor have the pink eye
But I'm way past fly
Crazy how time fly
First never last guy
See me when I past by
Stand up guy
If you wanna get knock down
Make sure you got yo big shoes cuz you a clown
From the town where we hold it down
Bout to use a noun
That's Chi-Town
What you better do now is

Look in the redeye
I don't have the redeye
Nor have the pink eye
But I'm way past high
Look in the redeye
I don't have the redeye
Nor have the pink eye
But I'm way past high

#VERSE 3
Never ashy
Im classy
You will never surpass me
Imma rapper in my peak
In my prime
Ask me
If I'm back for the first time
First in line
Peep that I didn't have to get in line
Baby girl wanna wine for me all the time
On me
She do it all the time
First come first served
So she use her mind
A terrible thing to waste is definitely ya mind
So I stimulate mine
Continue to grind
Over shine
Anything in my path
Just throw it in the bag
No looks at price tags
When you got plenty stacks
When you want a redeye
Smoke on that loud pack