REDLINE

[Medhane]
Tryna ghost but i swerve round
Treat me like i’m worthwhile
Hopping turnstiles
Coppin kush let it burn down
Hold my herd down, moving with the pack
Never fold or break or crack
Feeling like geronimo pratt
I been a soldier
Wiser than the cobra
Dream holder
Incubate, they tryn infiltrate
Waves inundate, indicate me and my niggas great
Hoodied up on winter days
Look thru the windowpane
I had to feel the rain
Let the wind hit my face
Know i ain’t been the same
But i been in my ways
Play the crib till the temp rise
Spliffing, reminiscing on the best times
They weaker than my left eye tryn test mine
I keep my head high
I couldn't rest mine
Couldn't rest mine

[Hook]
Leave it to the time
See the sun above us in the sky
I ain't running imma fly
Only wantin what is mine