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femdot - red line lyrics

long days, longer nights, to save what’s left of me i gotta write
sometimes i wonder what if i don’t succeed, what if don’t go lebron and straight to league
what if i ain’t got the heart, i’m easily fatigued, what if i len bias, before i make the team
drugs rule around me. dreams got shot down that’s word to the king, as i take this red line to sheridan
to repent my sins, then repeat, i swear it never ends, contemplating my rap career in ten years, would i still be here, writing flows that no one hears,
its a possibility, that they not feeling me, flow get more complex, my context resembles soliloquies
sometimes i just want to stop trying, set my mind on fire maybe then i’ll stop writing
but then again, maybe i just need one more line, to get name on fake sh0r- drive, or 2 dope would post me
plus if i stop now what am i gonna tell my homies? and plus that feeling of performance leave me dopey
but then i’m tired of these n-ggas who don’t know me acting like they my homies just so they so they be a roadie. and all them sneak dissing dudes man them n-ggas blow me, mad cause they chicks probably want to blow me.
i never lied in raps. i be h-lla honest
inside my head ima’ monster but outside i’m h-lla modest
but if i say i can get her, i can get her, whether or not you with her
if i say that i hit her , then yeah i probably hit her
but i ain’t the type to brag on the chicks i bag, its better to move in silence, real n-ggas know that
and to the next girl, who i’mma possibly do bad, blame it on my ex girl , who took the only heart had
these girls be only rocking with me cause i rap, well i hope the cash they see in me is the cash im gone have
so my dad, won’t have to work, and my mom can just relax, buy my tun a ferrari, bring kola on the red carpet, let my sister pop tags, and put that man booth in a jag, party all night and just throw it on my tab
but probably could of been straight if i stuck to track, but instead of running laps on these tracks
life of a broke rapper ,catch me doing free shows, surrounded by freak hoes, taking shots like free throws
on road to success well at least i think so
hope i make to the goal before my dreams get repo’d

- femdot lyrics

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