[Lyric] Red light (Noluvv China)

[Intro]
Huh huh no love
Ask the streets man
This a dedication to all them niggas down that road
That stayed solid man
Standing on what they believe yea I believe in that shit man
Real street niggas man

[Verse 1]
Yea, remember Rock caught that body we ain't speak about it
Shit fucked up when you think about it
It was blood on that money had to count around it
Huh, 12 hit the spot shit everybody quite
Niggas upping guns shit everybody fire
Its a whole lot of homicides
Yea, that's a whole lot of mommas crying
Still got no heart around valentines
Baking soda in the pot shit it was hammer time
Niggas faking feelings they so camouflage
Huh, yea I'm still hot in the winter time
Nigga try to take my spot shit it be dinner time
Better greet me with a milly at the finish line
Bet I greet em with a semi if he play with mine
Rock told me like boy you better keep yo pistol
Cause if they take you then who gon carry tissue
And if they touch you shit it's gon be some issues
And if they touch you shit it's gon be some issues
[Chours]
I been running through red lights
I ain't tryna see no jail lights
That's the police behind us I can tell by the headlights
Before they put me back in jail make sure my bread right
Before they lock me in that cell make sure my kids right

[Verse 2]
Thank god that that Glock was on my side I coulda died that night
It was me vs the state shit I couldn't run from that fight
I took a chance that night
Made me a man that night
Met a plug on the yard that nigga saved my life
Yea, 12 hit the lights we had to much on the tint
Member grandma couldn't pay her half of the rent
You got finessed I can't say sorry shit it is what it is
And niggas faking on the gram like I won't come where they live
Niggas say that they gon ride until it's time to get in
It's too late to say you sorry can't take back what you did

[Chours]
I been running through red lights
I ain't tryna see no jail lights
Thats the police behind us I can tell by the headlights
Before they put me back in jail make sure my bread right
Before they lock me in that cell make sure my kids right
[Verse 3]
Tryna make it out before I make it to heaven
23 and 1 at 15 really had nigga a stressin
Some of the homies got a job the rest convicted felons
Seen menace to society turn to a prosecutors weapon
They don't believe me when I say this music all I got
I wrote a song in jail and made a grown man cry
The hood need me they say I'm the voice box of the block
Went on the run my nigga momma say don't come in my house
I been broke down in the worst way
Been struggling since my birthday
The doctors see my demons whenever I get xray
I seen a cell now they tellin me a casket is my next place
So much weight on my shoulders swear to god I need a neck brace
I drove my momma crazy with no car
Hate when I cry cause I can't stop the tears when they fall
Look in them projects and you see poverty and broken hearts
Look in my eyes and you see traumatize and ghetto thoughts
So many ghetto thoughts

[Chours]
I been running through red lights
I ain't tryna see no jail lights
That's the police behind us I can tell by the headlights
Before they put me back in jail make sure my bread right
Before they lock me in that cell make sure my kids right