REDWING DRIVE Songtext
von Ryan Trey

We straight in the headphones?
Yeah
Im tryna figure out a few things I know you know
Lately shit aint even the same I know you know it
Time and time this shit be the same I know you wondering
Why try again, why even try again
Fucking in the back of the coupe be feel like money
Them hoes was just something to do don′t even want them now
I aint tryna fuck up with you
I know you want a nigga all to yourself its hard to try to manage
Dropped you at the airport felt different than before
This may be our last time and girl I know you know
I got on g-fazos, g-fazos and i'm running through these hoes
And i′m tryna find love in someone else
I ain't giving you half of me this just the only half that you see
All this partying and turning up girl it ain't me
Man that′s not you either just someone you tryna be
Just to get over the pain and over the things I made you even see
I′m so evil in your mind i know that yeah
I'm a villain in your mind and i know that yeah


And I know i crossed the line cause your sister hates me
Know your girlfriends tried to convince you that you made me
Way before you knew me I was stepping in prada
Fast forward three years later im worth more than your father
Pouring out my feeling on this eight hundred sony girl yeah yeah yeah
Anytime I bring up your name I say you loyal
Hurt you and I played a few games oh you not loyal now
Tell you that i put down the pills
And yet i′m coming down all over again
Down all over again now
You the one that's searching the things and causing problems
Everything you wanted to see look here you got them now
Not going back and forth with these games
I know you never want to double back
You never been the one to double back
Who′s asking? Ask me would I drop this for a wife man who's asking?
If it was up to me, I′d be a fuck hoes get a bag type of nigga
And I thought thats who'd I really be originally but I love you
And the list of hoes I fucked her too long
Before I knew you was a breath of fresh air to me
Should've took you in but I blew it
Mmm the devil tried me tried me over again again again
Yeah fold when the sprite double cup the ice
Time to give them new songs
Double up going big running my own biz ima boss
Half a mill on the pull up and my t-shirt came from ross
R&B but im strapped up staying tapped in with my niggas
Shot a hoe i′m out of astros but I came back seven figures
This what I do everytime cause everytime im a real nigga
I live different I smell different i′m rocking all black diamonds
Cost that shit but shit look like gucci though
So icy in the booth right now might fuck around go gucci flow
Young nigga going too crazy put a Louis-V on a string jacket
Had to press play you only get one of these
Ain't no playback yeah yeah
Tell me what you loss yeah ok lets get it back
I don′t care whatever we had lets get, lets get it back
Fuck the games if i text you I love you send it back