[Intro]
Yea, yea yea yea (x2)
Gang shit
Yea yea yea

[Chorus]
Red-Light
Midnight, Bedtime
Fuck that
All night weed lit
Gang shit, Ain't it?
(Yea x5) Uh

[Chorus 2]
Red-Light
Midnight, Bedtime
Fuck that
All night we lit
Gang shit, Ain't it?
(Yea, yea,yea)

[Verse 1]
Why you up in yo feelings? Shorty this ain't Lifetime
I was chilling calling my phone like hotline
I'm Smoking the spinach like Popeye
I was just eating some Popeyes
Yea a two piece and some hot fries
I peep the whole game like I'm cock-eyed
I wasn't there, I wasn't there
I swear the throne like fold-able chairs
Smoking on loud like I cannot hear
I change my clothes like nothing to wear
I was at shows
I got nothing to lose but money and who?
Holding my money like paying my dues
But shit ain't due

[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]

[Verse 2: Sin]
Yea, back then they ain't want me now they on my dick
Now I'm feeling like Mike Jones no like Mike Jordan 45th
Bitch I'm balling with no jump-up, but I still feel like the shit
Shit it's 7 AM I'm already off the shit
Pop a xanny roll a wood that how my day gone begin
Pop a molly fuck yo bitch n***a thats how it's gone end
Try my brothers they so bloody, yea they blooded just like red
They so motherfucking crazy, shoot you in yo fucking head
(At the red-light)

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

[Slowed down beat]