Offset – Red Room Lyrics Download [04:01.46] LRC x PDF file

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[ti:Red Room] [ar:Offset] [lang:English] [length:04:01.46] [by:Dibya] [re:www.rclyricsband.com] [ve:v0.0.5] [00:00.00] [00:03.53]Woo
[00:03.81]I’m a maniac go crazy for the cash (hey, brazy)
[00:06.11]Green Lamborghini, paper tags (skrt)
[00:08.26]Ridin’ through the city, thirty mags (brrt, bow)
[00:10.11]Niggas snitchin’, they the police with no badge (woo, woo, woo)
[00:12.31]How I grew up, my momma was my dad (Momma, huh)
[00:14.21]So when I blew up I put her in a pad (mansion)
[00:16.35]I like to throw up when I think about the crash (ugh, ugh)
[00:18.39]Not playin’, when I hit the tree I smell the gas (hey, hey)
[00:20.51]Lookin’ at the sky, think about my past (sky)
[00:22.65]When I used to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (boot, boot, boot)
[00:24.80]Everybody hit the floor ‘fore you make me mad (floor)
[00:26.95]Devil had a nigga soul livin’ too fast (Soul)
[00:29.12]Prayin’ to the Lord, my soul to keep (keep)
[00:31.03]Controllin’ me (me), take a hold of me (hold)
[00:33.33]Bitches ain’t shit, got exposed by E! (‘sposed)
[00:35.49]So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
[00:37.55]Sleep on my feet (feet)
[00:38.60]Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (zombies)
[00:40.92]Miss my grandma, she was humble and sweet (grandma)
[00:42.97]I don’t speak, let the check talk for me (check, woo)
[00:45.16]I can’t sleep ‘less the TEC in my reach (TEC)
[00:47.37]Hit the dope, make me choke, make me wheeze (choke)
[00:49.42]Sip the dope, help the pain at ease (hey)
[00:51.49]Tryna get the money ‘fore it clean, it was dirty (dirty)
[00:53.63]Playin’ football, hide the fire in my girdle (Fire)
[00:55.69]Gettin’ locked up, runnin’ round in a circle (circle)
[00:57.84]Brother caught fifteen like he did a murder (murder, murder, murder, murder)
[01:00.89]Now my whole family hurtin’ (hurtin’,hurtin’,hurtin’,hurtin’)
[01:02.27]Tryna see the light but we couldn’t pull the curtain
[01:04.17](Curtain, curtain, curtain, curtain)
[01:05.36]Night time lurkin’ (night, night, night)
[01:06.42]Momma said the streetlights ’bout to stop workin’ (light, light, light)
[01:08.57]Lookin’ at my momma in her eyes (momma)
[01:10.77]Lookin’ at me like a new person (new person)
[01:12.56]She tellin’ me I need to slow down (slow down)
[01:14.87]The pain don’t go away with the Perky (slow down)
[01:17.17]That was when the rap wasn’t working (wasn’t working)
[01:19.21]Living in the trap it’s a search (trap search)
[01:21.37]See my grandma in a hearse (grandma)
[01:23.42]And Pistol P gone in the casket
[01:25.88]Shot’s fired nigga blasting (brrt)
[01:27.66]Cops, they arrive start smashing (woop, woop)
[01:29.82]Opps we shoot shots like the Mavericks (opps)
[01:31.71]Vaults put the cash up and we stash it (stash)
[01:33.76]You flop, we doing numbers can’t imagine (hey)
[01:36.16]Money tunnel when the roof panoramic (skrt)
[01:38.23]Count the bundles ’til my hand start crampin’ (cramp)
[01:40.28]I come with the drip I need a napkin (hey)
[01:42.01]I’m a maniac go crazy for the cash (hey, crazy)
[01:44.42]Green Lamborghini, paper tags (skrt)
[01:46.45]Ridin’ through the city, thirty mags (brrt, bow)
[01:48.25]Niggas snitchin’, they the police with no badge (woo, woo, woo)
[01:50.55]How I grew up, my momma with my dad (momma, huh)
[01:52.45]So when I blew up I put her in a pad (mansion)
[01:54.64]I like to throw up when I think about the crash (ugh, ugh)
[01:56.68]Not playin’, when I hit the tree I smell the gas (hey, hey)
[01:58.75]Lookin’ at the sky, think about my past (sky)
[02:01.05]When I used to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (boot, boot, boot)
[02:03.10]Everybody hit the floor ‘fore you make me mad (floor)
[02:05.26]Yo, I had a nigga soul livin’ too fast
[02:07.31]Prayin’ to the Lord, my soul to keep (keep)
[02:09.47]Controllin’ me (me), take a hold of me (hold)
[02:11.62]Bitches ain’t shit, got exposed by E (‘sposed)
[02:13.78]So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
[02:16.73]I been crossed out by my own brother (woo, woo)
[02:18.78]Ain’t no rules in the street don’t trust ’em
[02:20.93]Ran it up and I had to go buss it
[02:23.08]Police ’bout to kick the door now we gotta flush it
[02:25.24]Ridin’ on the back streets thinkin’ ’bout my brother
[02:27.29]Prayin’ that he come home to his loving mother
[02:29.46]Can’t believe it that I got it all out the gutter
[02:31.60]Facetime ’round 3 Mike in a puddle
[02:34.76]How am I ‘posed to take it? (how?)
[02:35.91]Niggas dying around the same time I had a baby (hoo)
[02:38.96]Here go the operator (operator)
[02:40.51]Let the gang know Pistol ain’t ‘gon make it (he ain’t ‘gon make it)
[02:43.33]Now my mind going brazy (brazy)
[02:44.71]Got me feeling like I was the cause of the hatred (I’m the cause of it)
[02:47.40]Holdin’ the revolver with the laser (boop)
[02:48.94]They done killed my nigga start a war bring the nation (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
[02:51.74]I got a boss situation (boss)
[02:53.14]Military basis when we travel ‘cross the nation (military)
[02:56.15]Double up the cup with maple (woo)
[02:57.70]Abomination on your paper I got acres
[02:59.86]Black man when you walking and you labeled
[03:02.01]Beat the odds they don’t wanna see you greater
[03:04.18]Eat you alive like a lion or a ‘gator
[03:06.32]Momma’s crying cause the police shot they babies
[03:08.43]They crooked the motherland they done took it (crooked)
[03:10.47]They take us and lock us up and throw the booklet (take us)
[03:13.25]Started rapping then I shook it (shook it)
[03:14.92]I hate the fame everybody keep on looking (fame)
[03:17.58]We done sold out Brooklyn (sold out)
[03:19.48]Man I miss my Grandma cookin’ (grandma)
[03:21.53]Treat me like a don ’cause I’m gifted (like a don)
[03:23.02]I’m a run the money up gotta go and get it (hey)
[03:24.62]I’m a maniac go crazy for the cash (hey, crazy)
[03:26.78]Green Lamborghini, paper tags (skrt)
[03:29.08]Ridin’ through the city, thirty mags (brrt, bow)
[03:30.96]Niggas snitchin’, they the police with no badge (woo, woo, woo)
[03:33.00]How I grew up, my momma with my dad (momma, huh)
[03:35.07]So when I blew up I put her in a pad (mansion)
[03:37.18]I like to throw up when I think about the crash (ugh, ugh)
[03:39.22]Not playin’, when I hit the tree I smell the gas (hey, hey)
[03:41.26]Lookin’ at the sky, think about my past (sky)
[03:43.45]When I used to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (boot, boot, boot)
[03:45.62]Everybody hit the floor ‘fore you make me mad (floor)
[03:47.77]Yo, I had a nigga soul livin’ too fast
[03:49.93]Prayin’ to the Lord, my soul to keep (keep)
[03:51.97]Controllin’ me (me), take a hold of me (hold)
[03:54.13]Bitches ain’t shit, got exposed by E (‘sposed)
[03:56.17]So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
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