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Intro (Snot)
01:28
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Suddenly
01:45
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You fuck with me, and you down to ride, so let’s go
I fuck with you, so I’m cuffin’ you and you know
What we got ain’t cheap
Tell me what you think
The water runs deep, I like the way that you flow
Aye so suddenly, I got you talkin’ to me
I feel my body freeze, why can’t I do anything?
Don’t know what I’m goin’ thru, it’s like I’m scared of me
Don’t know what I’m goin’ thru, it’s like I’m scared of me
That anxiety, you got your eyes on me
I hope you don’t let go, I’m never good enough
Don’t know what I’m goin’ thru, it’s like I’m scared of me
Don’t know what I’m goin’ thru, it’s like I’m scared of me
Come to Colorado, I’m tryna see you shawty
You a skinny model, I’m tryna take a shotty
Let me get them bottles, I’mma start the party
Girl I’m tryna wife you, don’t even get me started
Aye so suddenly, you right in front of me
I got you in my room, you got your claws on me
I like the way you feel right now
I like the way you feel right now
That anxiety, you got your eyes on me
I hope you don’t let go, I’m never good enough
Don’t know what I’m goin’ thru, it’s like I’m scared of me
Don’t know what I’m goin’ thru, it’s like I’m scared of me
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The Touch of You
00:46
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I'm In It
03:21
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Pain
02:55
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RED ROOM FREESTYLE
02:37
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Welcome to the Red Room
Foxtrot, foxtrot
You on that fake, nothin’ real yeah
I can tell that’s how you feel, yeah
You talkin’ money, that’s the real deal
Foxtrot got the real spill
It doesn’t matter how you feel, yeah (How you feel)
We goin’ up, I go for billions
Nah for real, laser dot, shoot to kill, I’m goin’ in
Heaven sent, I repent, cooked it in the murder den
Livin’ that pain (pain)
They talkin like I am deranged (I’m crazy)
It seem like we all going crazy
It’s feelin’ like nothing was saved
I’m tired of niggas and bitches that hate
I got that money to make
I got that bitch on the date
I got that one on the way
I got the stick on the way
I got the chop
Smokin’ that spliff for the day
Mountain state to elevate, yeah, I
Put in that work cause I want it
I want a lot of them hunnids
Compensatin’ every wage
I been flippin’ every page
Time to go fuck up a stage
Put in that work cause I want it
I get the guap then I run it
(You’re heaven sent)
I’m going down, down, down, down, down, down
Can’t turn around, round round round round round
Losing game (Life’s a game, game, game, game, game)
We’ll make it work, make it work, make it work, make it work, yeah yeah
I’m a jerk, you’re a flirt, I don’t like heartbreak
You’re the one that I want but you don’t feel the same
That’s ok, I’m a dub, you the one that lost rank
Chosen ones, we goin’ up, we break the mold with no complaints, yeah
You on that fake, nothin’ real yeah
I can tell that’s how you feel, yeah (Yeah)
We goin’ up, that’s the real deal
Foxtrot got the real spill
It doesn’t matter how you feel, yeah (How you feel)
We goin’ up, I go for billions
Nah for real, Lazerfox, shoot to kill, I’m goin’ in
Heaven sent, I repent, cooked it in the murder den
You on that fake, fake (welcome to the red room)
You on that fake, nothin real, real yeah
You on that fake, fake
You on that fake, nothin real, real yeah
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7. |
Cut You Off Pt. 1
01:52
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Santa Fé
02:35
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There is a lot of hate in my heart. Either you can drown in the water or fill the cup of another.
Rollin dice with the poltergeist, take my life away
Oversight, caught you movin’ sheist with your shady ways
Suicide, I might love my life off of Santa Fe
Swear to God, I can’t believe I bet my life on this
Better off alone, I swear I lost my vibe with this
Might as well go pop the pills, where’s that vicodin?
Cause what the fuck’s the point if I ain’t got no fight in me?
Wastin’ money I don’t got on shit I don’t want
Already too fucked up, I want more in my cup
Might fuck around that new strain, them Vlone runtz
Might fuck around with that new bitch, hope she not a cunt
Hazy, it’s so hazy
Crazy, I went crazy
Sorry, sorry
I’m a ice cold nigga real frosty
Hotter than a coal mine, too naughty
Drownin’ in that hellfire, too hotty
Bullets from the FN, I’ll get em in the lobby
Posted with my shooters, I be movin’ it with Carlie
Finna run it up with all my niggas, shoutout Ronnie
Jam be takin shots but ain’t even got a body
I be lookin precious with this water on my body
With a Japanese chick, she just caught tsunamis
I’m a demon, killin’ everything, no one can stop me
No resolve with the sawed off, don’t try me
Hazy, it’s so hazy
Crazy, I went crazy
How could I find that love again?
Blank stares, cold shoulders -Are we friends?
Yeah
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Change
02:41
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Yeah, if you ain’t gettin’ with it, get up out the way
Yeah, if you ain’t gettin’ with it, get up out the way
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Yeah I’ll bring an ocean wave to the stage, this is my tide
We on the west side, I saw your worst side
You don’t compromise, I don’t do that either
So I’m not focused on you, it’s get a check time
Like it’s bread time, it’s get the meds time
Pass that marijuana, to ease a stressed mind
Double C sides, Louie V ties
I’m in some new Js, and I don’t crease mine
Yeah, I’m goin crazy
I sleep with them serpents in Hades
I live with a real life Medusa
She wanted to have her a baay
Haven’t a baby won’t save it
You gotta look within to change it
Even a bitch like you ain’t set in stone, you gotta face it
Nothin’ stay the same in a world of change
Yeah if you ain’t gettin with it, then get out the way
We ain’t have that pot to piss in, went thru lot of pain
Time to ball out like a scrimage on these niggas, aye
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
I can’t cuff that bitch, I won’t cuff that bitch
No way, I ain’t savin’ shit, no relationship
Shawty, really in this bitch, mobbin’ with my clique like Kanye
On my single tip, I wanna count my chips
I don’t got the time, I don’t go on dates
I send her chicken wings and fries if she wanna wait
Yeah, if you ain’t gettin paid, get up out my way
All my brodies doin’ business, we gon get this cake
I got that water, no TIDAL, but I’m fly like a Jay
Tidal wave I got that water, Manta Ray
If I wanted I could get yo daughter slayed
My niggas foolin’ foxtrot, that’s the gang
Nothin’ stay the same in a world of change
Yeah if you ain’t gettin with it, then get out the way
We ain’t have that pot to piss in, went thru lot of pain
Time to ball out like a scrimage on these niggas, aye
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
Runnin’ from the grave, runnin’ from the pain
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10. |
Fallin' Outta Love
02:40
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11. |
Endless Fantasy
02:58
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12. |
Nomads Never Die
02:46
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13. |
Foxtrot (Bonus Track)
02:13
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