Lyrics

Welcome to the Red Room Foxtrot, foxtrot You on that fake, nothin' real yeah I can tell that's how you feel, yeah We talkin' money, that's the real deal Foxtrot got the real spill It doesn't matter how you feel, yeah (How you feel) We goin' up, I go for billions Nah for real, laser dot, shoot to kill, I'm goin' in Heaven sent, I repent, cooked it in the murder den Livin' that pain (Pain) They talkin like I am deranged (I'm crazy) It seem like we all going crazy It's feelin' like nothing was saved I'm tired of niggas and bitches that hate I got that money to make I got that bitch on the date I got that one on the way I got the stick on the way I got the chop Smokin' that spliff for the day Mountain state to elevate, yeah, I Put in that work cause I want it I want a lot of them hunnids Compensatin' every wage I been flippin' every page Time to go fuck up a stage Put in that work cause I want it I get the guap then I run it (You're heaven sent) I'm going down, down, down, down, down, down Can't turn around, round round round round round Losing game (Life's a game, game, game, game, game) We'll make it work, make it work, make it work, make it work, yeah yeah I'm a jerk, you're a flirt, I don't like heartbreak You're the one that I want but you don't feel the same That's ok, I'm a dub, you the one that lost rank Chosen ones, we goin' up, we break the mold with no complaints, yeah You on that fake, nothin' real yeah I can tell that's how you feel, yeah (Yeah) We goin' up, that's the real deal Foxtrot got the real spill It doesn't matter how you feel, yeah (How you feel) We goin' up, I go for billions Nah for real, Lazerfox, shoot to kill, I'm goin' in Heaven sent, I repent, cooked it in the murder den You on that fake, fake (Welcome to the red room) You on that fake, nothin real, real yeah You on that fake, fake You on that fake, nothin real, real yeah
Writer(s): Lance Huddleston Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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