Red the Bully - Black Rob

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6 in the morning and I'm counting up
Woah
Just like leaves money piling up
Woah
Soon as you start smiling
They start frowning up
Woah
Bossing up on niggas
Looking down on us
Woah
You don't nose red
Boy you clown as fuck
Woah
In the field like a goose
I ain't tryna duck
Woah
Spin around yo block
Like a trash truck
Woah
I need space, ten feet, back up
Woah

Bitch, you know my body
Woah
Kleenex for niggas acting snotty
Woah
Yeah i used to fuck with err body
Woah
Now it's bout time
I let err body know
We ain't cool like that
Why i move like that?
Cause you niggas showed me
That you wasn't real
Why you never slide like that?
Why yo eyes like that?
They stay low
Because i smoke to keep me chill
Youz a whole hoe outchea
Play your role outchea
Lil woadie went and got it by himself
Name another nigga hot as me
I be showing off my teeth
When I smile
Heard it's good for my health
Acting like they gone slide or sum
They ain't even got no opps out here
Niggas out here sliding for nun
I couldn't fall off no matter what
Even if I tried to plummet
So much money in my account
Look like I robbed a summit
And it's
And it's 6 am and I'm counting up
Woah
Just like leaves money piling up
Woah
Soon as you start smiling
They start frowning up
Woah
Bossing up on niggas
Looking down on us
Woah
You don't nose red
Boy you clown as fuck
Woah
In the field like a goose
I ain't tryna duck
Woah
Spin around yo block
Like a trash truck
Woah
I need space, ten feet, back up
Woah

You may think I'm special
I say I ain't shit yet
Dream big, did that
It's time to go and get that
Calculate and flip that
Down less than what you get back
I'm tryna show you niggas
How to come up off the get back
Paper in my pocket balled up
Looking like a gift bag
My presence cant be matched
I write my paragraphs in gift wrap
So what if you can rap
If you ain't balling where yo biz at?
You ain't got no LLC?
That's what you telling me?
You niggas rap on hella beats?
And they all hella free?
You ain't got merch my nigga?
You ain't at least selling tees?
When you fall off from being dope
What you gone tell the fiends?
When coach put you up on that bench what you gone tell the team?
Lil bitch

6 in the morning and I'm counting up
Woah
Just like leaves money piling up
Woah
Soon as you start smiling
They start frowning up
Woah
Bossing up on niggas
Looking down on us
Woah
You don't nose red
Boy you clown as fuck
Woah
In the field like a goose
I ain't tryna duck
Woah
Spin around yo block
Like a trash truck
Woah
I need space, ten feet, back up
Woah

Bitch, you know my body
Woah
Kleenex for niggas acting snotty
Woah
Yeah i used to fuck with err body
Woah
Now it's bout time
I let err body know
We ain't cool like that
Why i move like that?
Cause you niggas showed me
That you wasn't real
Why you never slide like that?
Why yo eyes like that?
They stay low
Because i smoke to keep me chill

Written by:
Andrew Jackson

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