Singer: Offset
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Song: Red Room
Offset - Red Room Lyrics (LRC) (04:44-284-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:01.53]Offset is finally speaking out about his crazy car accident
[00:05.33]You can see that his green dodge challenger is totally crunched
[00:09.33]From the front and back, offset is lucky to be alive
[00:14.10]As a man you have a choice
[00:16.60]I almost failed the test but I gotta separate myself and keep myself
[00:21.13]All right there for myself
[00:27.47]Woo I'm a maniac go crazy for the cash (hey, crazy)
[00:30.30]Green lamborghini, paper tags (skrrt)
[00:32.30]Ridin' through the city, thirty mags (brrt, bow)
[00:34.27]Niggas snitchin', they the police with no badge (woo, woo, woo)
[00:36.47]How I grew up, my momma with my dad (momma, huh)
[00:38.40]So when I blew up I put her in a pad (mansion)
[00:40.43]I like to throw up when I think about the crash (ugh, ugh)
[00:42.50]Not playin', when I hit the tree I smell the gas (hey, hey)
[00:44.47]Lookin' at the sky, think about my past (sky)
[00:46.63]When I used to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (boot, boot, boot)
[00:48.70]Everybody hit the floor 'fore you make me mad (floor)
[00:51.13]Yo, I had a nigga soul livin' too fast
[00:53.27]Prayin' to the lord, my soul to keep (keep)
[00:55.27]Controllin' me (me), take a hold of me (hold)
[00:57.40]Bitches ain't shit, got exposed by e ('sposed)
[00:59.43]So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
[01:01.43]Sleep on my feet (feet)
[01:03.00]Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (zombies)
[01:04.70]Miss my grandma, she was humble and sweet (grandma)
[01:07.33]I don't speak, let the check talk for me (check, woo)
[01:09.27]I can't sleep 'less the tech in my reach (tech)
[01:11.30]Hit the dope, make me choke, make me wheeze (choke, woo)
[01:13.47]Sip the dope, help the pain at ease (hey)
[01:15.53]Tryna get the money 'fore it clean, it was dirty (dirty)
[01:17.57]Playin' football, hide the fire in my gutter (ha)
[01:19.70]Gettin' locked up, runnin' round in a circle (circle)
[01:22.13]Brother caught fifteen like he did a murder (murder)
[01:25.13]Now my whole family hurtin' (hurtin')
[01:27.30]Tryna see the light but we couldn't pull the curtain (curtain, curtain, curtain)
[01:29.47]Night time lurkin' (night, night),
[01:31.43]Momma said the streetlights 'bout to stop workin' (light, light, light)
[01:32.63]Lookin' at my momma in her eyes (momma)
[01:34.57]Lookin' at me like a new person (new person)
[01:36.67]She tellin' me I need to slow down (slow down)
[01:39.13]The pain don't go away with the percy (slow down)
[01:41.30]That was when the rap wasn't working (wasn't working)
[01:43.23]Living in the trap it's a search (trap search)
[01:45.23]See my grandma in a hearse (grandma)
[01:47.47]And pistol p gone in the casket
[01:49.77]Shot's fired nigga blasting (brrt)
[01:51.53]Cops, they arrive start smashing (woop, woop)
[01:53.67]Opps we shoot shots like the mavericks (opps)
[01:55.73]Vaults put the cash up and we stash it (stash)
[01:57.67]You flop, we doing numbers can't imagine (hey)
[02:00.27]Money turnin when the roof panoramic (skrrt)
[02:02.37]Count the bottles 'til my hand start crampin' (cramp)
[02:04.47]I come with the drip I need a napkin (hey)
[02:06.27]I'm a maniac go crazy for the cash (hey, crazy)
[02:08.30]Green lamborghini, paper tags (skrrt)
[02:10.50]Ridin' through the city, thirty mags (brrt, bow)
[02:12.43]Niggas snitchin', they the police with no badge (woo, woo, woo)
[02:14.47]How I grew up, my momma with my dad (momma, huh)
[02:16.50]So when I blew up I put her in a pad (mansion)
[02:18.60]I like to throw up when I think about the crash (ugh, ugh)
[02:20.67]Not playin', when I hit the tree I smell the gas (hey, hey)
[02:22.67]Lookin' at the sky, think about my past (sky)
[02:25.20]When I used to kick a door, shoot you for the cash (boot, boot, boot)
[02:27.27]Everybody hit the floor 'fore you make me mad (floor)
[02:29.37]Yo, I had a nigga soul livin' too fast
[02:31.43]Prayin' to the lord, my soul to keep (keep)
[02:33.47]Controllin' me (me), take a hold of me (hold)
[02:35.63]Bitches ain't shit, got exposed by e ('sposed)
[02:37.67]So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
[02:40.67]I been crossed out by my own brother (woo, woo)
[02:42.73]Ain't no rules in the street don't trust 'em
[02:45.20]Ran it up and I had to go buss it
[02:47.30]Police 'bout to kick the door now we gotta flush it
[02:49.37]Ridin' on the back streets thinkin' 'bout my brother
[02:51.47]Prayin' that he come home to his loving mother
[02:53.47]Can't believe it that I got it all out the gutter
[02:55.60]Facetime 'round 3 mike in a puddle
[03:14.57]How am I 'posed to take it? (How?)
[03:16.20]Niggas dying around the same time I had a baby (hoo)
[03:18.70]Here go the operator (operator)
[03:20.63]Let the gang know pistol ain't 'gon make it (he ain't 'gon make it)
[03:23.27]Now my mind going brazy (brazy)
[03:25.27]Got me...........
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