R.I.P. Red Li Rye

[Intro]
(Serious)
((?))
(*female laughing*)

[Verse]
On New Years Eve's at eleven fifty six I found out Red died
I looked up to Lord and I seen red skies
Inside My brother eye I can see the envy
They don't even try to hide it
I just put a switch on back a semi wetting shit up like a hydrant
Risk taker
Been trying to stuff about 50 60,000 in a suitcase
Nigga try to play we cook his ass up like a soufflé
Playing with that cake I ran that shit up on a Tuesday
I do shit the rude way
Bitch get out My face I'm tired
I'm finna' nut hoe open wide
Ain't trying to rush let's catch a vibe
Let's pull them panties to the side
Them niggas praying we don't collide
They know shit get real on My side
Lil dirty bitch clean her with Tide
One left I left My fucking five
Will that's fucking five
Fond that's My fucking five
JB that's My fucking five
Hand on My fucking fire
Rod that's My fucking five
Dumbar that's My fucking five
Hand on My fucking .5
Miah that's My fucking five
Velly that's My fucking five
Tana My fucking five
Montana My fucking five
Koshyia not My fucking five
Charter My fucking five
Slanging at My fucking five
Poking out My fucking fire
All My niggas down to ride
I missed a couple names but don't get mad at me it's such on My mind
Been making a check off all these rhymes
Pouring up a pint don't look at the line
Look at My diamonds I like how they shine
Don't stare too much you may go blind
Lord always told me "This was yours or mine"
But I'm starting to see what's mines is only yours
Nigga tried to kick me out the industry I kicked in the door
Don't nobody move, aye fuck nigga, get on the floor
I know you see the brains all on the floor don't make me add some more
He try to play I left him dead right in front of the store
That's when I got My first face tat'
You grown ass women from the back you better take that
And bitch you know I'm a real gangsta I ain't even got to say that
Rlrdd