red sky (slowed down) Lyrics

Red sky bleedin' from my eye
Tides risin' up to new highs
I turn my back to the wind
Slowly driftin' away
I hear the night sing (Welcome to your new grave)
Welcome to your new grave

It's four-fifteen inches, I'm sendin' a blitz
Live on the toilet, I stay on my shit

You say we opps, but you stay on my dick
My shooter a rapper, I sent him a hit
They be on Twitter like, "When he gon' miss?"
Say I fell off, but I fell in his bitch
Fuck yo' white flag, I ain't tellin' 'em shit

I play it cool and hand brodie the blick

Broke out yo' stu' just to show you I'm rich
Now you can't drop no new music 'cause shit
How you jump right on that song and then snitch?
Nigga, you sassy and wrong as a bitch
Say the wrong thing, you get put on that list
This is a warning 'cause Savage don't diss
Better thank me that yo' ass still exist
'Cause Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick

She don't look good without makeup, I'm stiff
Don't fuck with rappers 'cause most of 'em snitch
Diamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist
Watch on my leg 'cause I ran out of wrists
Draco brown like a Hershey
Hang out the window and blow 'em a kiss
Hang out the window and wave at his bitch
Gun smoke, I take it far when I'm pissed

(Red sky bleedin') Under cover of the darkness
(Red sky bleedin') Sunlight moves, awakening
(Red sky bleedin') One man stares while one's asleep
(Red sky bleedin') Before the dawn is breaking

Don't give a fuck, I'ma rock with my twin
Niggas freeze up when it's time to go spin

Speak on the dead, then we boxin' you in
Send you to heaven, they kill you again
We killed his buddy, he buckin' again

If they revive him, we bust him again

Pistol so big, ain't no tuckin' it in
I got in trouble for tellin' on friends
Rip out your tongue if you talkin' too much
You gon' get chalked out talkin' to us
Bulletproof truck 'cause I know they could touch me
Bury the K and it still shoot rusty
Fuck my opps, niggas broke and they musty
All my exes still wanna fuck me
Eliantte on me, this is not Lucky
Fry me a nigga like I'm from Kentucky

Remember when pops used to front me

When I see rappers, I do not see rappers
My nigga, I really see lunch meat

Three hundred black on the seat and the Glock
On my hip, ain't no way you could punch me
You ain't really gang, you a flunkie
Send yo' ass to the store like you auntie, pussy

(Red sky bleedin') Under cover of the darkness
(Red sky bleedin') Sunlight moves, awakening
(Red sky bleedin') One man stares while one's asleep
(Red sky bleedin') Before the dawn is breaking

This is really happening
Is this really happening?