Red Bull Lyrics

From the cradle to the casket, we be steppin' on the maggots

Plannin' licks up on the plugs that be havin' it and tax it

We investigate, take em' down, split the profit with my round

If there's a hit, we leavin' town, send someone back with bloody chains

Let em' think that we are dead business, as I'm always bred

This is hustlin', ain't no tusslin' shots, ring out end of discussion

Don't let IG get your head gushin', uh

Tryin' to go viral, get your head busted, uh

Scammers, robbers, pussy poppers, killers, dealers, set up girls

People with a legit business, fuck with them, they rock your world

Police force in elite, hands low-level, niggas don't understand

US is a corporation, work to death, they steal your bacon

We don't care, we wanna live, we wanna spend on high-tech shit

Designer shit

Everybody callin', everybody else broke

They all a check from bein' broke

They all a lick from bein' poked

They all a deal from bein' coaxed

They all a flick from bein' poked

She a suck away from bein' a ho, uh

You a lie away from cheatin', on bro, ayy

When he find out you a bullet away, ayy, uh

Then the police are a minute away, uh

From the cradle to the casket, we be steppin' on the maggots

Plannin' licks up on the plugs that be havin it and tax it

We investigate, take em' down, split the profit with my round-up

There's a hit, we leavin' town, send someone back with bloody chains

Let em' think that we are dead, finesse his ahh out more his bread

This is hustlin', ain't no touchin', shots ring out in a discussion

Don't let IG get your head gushin', uh

Tryin' to go viral, get your head bustin

Yeah, this is what I'm talkin' about

Everyone wanna run they mouth

But this is a cycle when we all in survival mode

This is a heavy load, I'm turnin' on the stove

Cook it, wrap the hard it's sold, cut off leeches, pursue my goal

They ain't helpin', they drain my soul, cut off family, they have no hold

They wanna fight, ain't bout no business, act gangster, but turn to snitches

God curse me with these people, we ain't the same, we ain't equal

Pops raised us to be weak, mama ain't stand up and do shit

I'm the soldier, I rebelled if I'm wrong, fuck it, send me to hell

I'm a king, I'm a gangster, who young leader

He a stranger, he the lion, I'm the tamer

I took over your assets seized

While I make moves, you puff trees

He ain't no leader or a soldier

And you can't lead without the files in my folder, uh

You can't lead when you said that, I'm the cobra, uh

How you gon' lead when you ain't put in the work

And I'm your biggest fan, I'll have your face on my shirt, uh

Weup record CEO, In D. Mason studio

I still fuck with Kilo, he weUp he my people

Had to speak my mind, if there's a problem, then it'll get lethal

From the cradle to the casket, we be steppin' on the maggots' Plannin' licks up on the plugs that be havin it and tax it

We investigate, take em' down, split the profit

With my round, if there's a hit, we leavin' town

Send someone back with bloody chains

Let em' think that we are deafd and that's his ass, that more is bread

This is hustlin', ain't no tusslin

Shots ring out, end of discussion

Don't let IG get your head gushin', uh

Tryna go viral, get your head busted, bitch

We up, we up, yeah

Yeah, we up CEO, yeah

We up CEO Slim, yeah

Yo, yeah, we up CEO Slim

We up CEO, yeah

Yeah, yeah