Johann Van Gogh - Redzone lyrics

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Johann Van Gogh - Redzone lyrics

[hook] I'm tryna get my pro on This money getting so long My whole team so strong These b**hes tryna go long I'm playing all you n***as Feeling like im the man on you n***as [bridge] Red zone yeah, red zone, yeah The bread long, bread long, yeah Endzone, endzone yeah [verse] I was that n***a they stepped on I was that n***a they slepped on I hope they walk a vest on Leave em for dead like the rest of 'em It's gon be on if I catch one It's gon be on if I It's gon be on if I It's gon be on if I catch one, look I'm ridin around in a 4Matic Make the work dissapear no magic Takeover ya site like it's GoDaddy When I press on the gas she like Go daddy I might hit it one time if it's so babbid f**in for days and I stopped coming over don't call up my phone girl you know better Ima beast with the beauties but so better She tryna turn these 4 minutes to forever Wait, I gotta main though I cannot f** with these lame hoes Ima just stick to the plan & go get me them bands and go get what I came for No ain't chilling with n***as i'm hardly around if it's money then say so Feeling 'Tonio Brown for the Steelers go deep in this money my n***a [hook] I'm tryna get my pro on This money getting so long My whole team so strong These b**hes tryna go long I'm playing all you n***as Feeling like im the man on you n***as [bridge] Red zone yeah, red zone, yeah The bread long, bread long, yeah Endzone, endzone yeah [Verse] Just a cut-throat n***a from the bottom Never had a nothing but the guns we tuck those fillem up with hollows Same young n***a with a .38 snub nose slippin' out my draws Creepin' and I'm comin' up runnin up ... everybody down Everybody better get the f** down, trippin' Lay a n***a flat like the Green Beret n***as got food for the fiends today Got chickens for the bread like Chick-Fil-A n***as act real pie bout a piece of cake I don't give a f** got cheese to make Got a basket with lunch like easter day I gotta ride with the heat today See what's poppin' on the streets today I'm tryna ride for my people If they gon' crucify me I'ma die for me people That pistol got 12 in the clip That's a helluva trip if I squeeze it to slide for my people And boy it's tempting I hope the Lord forgive me Cause no I ain't going to prison No-no, I ain't going to prison, No-no-no-no [Outro] I'm tryna get my pro on This money getting so long My whole team so strong These b**hes tryna go long I'm playing all you n***as Feeling like im the man on you n***as