Red Dot

(Waking)
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)

Waking up to people telling me
That Imma make it big
I been focused on my purpose
Nothing I can do but win
Got a bucket list I got to finish
Before I hit the bin
I can't leave this world until
I'm content with what I'm putting in
Bringing the flame
Adrenaline in my brain
Feel like I'm going insane
Sometimes I need to be tamed
I got a limited range
Me and my brothers get paid
Whenever we making plays
Got all this gas in the tank

Independent
I won't sell my motherfucking soul
For no money or no gold
All them labels just a hole
You can keep that advance
I can do it on my own
I've through this shit before
I ain't switching for no dough
I'm in my own lane
While all of you bitching
Bout shit that I'm posting
You stuck in them old ways
Then why are you tripping
You ain't even doing nothing
Do your own thing
Then why are you tripping
You ain't even doing nothing
Do your own thing

Yeah I'm from the south
Different type of people
So best watch your mouth
Sane is creeping down the road
You bout to see what I'm about
Blood dripping down my gown
Breaking news he's in the town
Wreaking havoc causing fear
Buckshot loaded all they hear
This 808 straight out the room
Make it bump it sounds like doom
Talk that shit I got my broom
You go unknown until your tomb
Underground we climbing up
See us then don't say "what's up"
What it takes is what we do
I got my circle got my crew

"You just another rapper mane"
Fuck that shit and fuck your say
Keyboard G's is all you touch
You making comments day by day
Hating cause you think we sound
Worse then your SoundCloud account
Heard you make this music too
Just ain't no good except to you
White Boy Wizard with the flame
Foes they nothing this my game
Watch them drop they just like flies
Ain't here for play I'm here to claim
17 and making hits you 36 just taking hits
Bit by bit we got the grit
It's Sane and Sxcred out this shit