BLK + RED

By KEYMU!

On House Party

Released on August 27, 2021

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(Chorus)

Get ready spin the wheel, this roulette

If you down for the thrill then that’s a bet

I’m all set

Get that stack

Make a check

Numbers black and red

I see black and red

See you through my dread ye

2 fucks for the police and feds ye

(Verse 1)

Full of dread

Yeah I’m dreaded

Nigga said it

I never talked my shit but now

My lyrics was embedded, In that bitch soul

You see why my album was on froze

I told you y’all ain’t ready for this

Admit that y’all ain’t know

Bitch I know...

Cus I read you

I can understand you

Layed the problems on the table

Livе a life that’s like a fable

(Hook)

Tats drawn in my musclеs

Got the inked veins in my system

Get u fucked up and disabled

But I’m able to keep them stabled

All of my niggas won’t shoot without me

They wait for me

If a nigga got beef with me, I’ll still be at ease

These niggas the only ones looking silly

Imma circle ya block Call it Piccadilly

So You Won’t feel at peace with the picket fences

I tried to make a living in the suburban

Still brought the heat unlike the furnace

(Chorus)

Get ready spin the wheel, this roulette

If you down for the thrill then that’s a bet

I’m all set

Get that stack

Make a check

Numbers black and red

I see black and red

See you through my dread ye

2 fucks for the police and feds ye

(Verse 3)

Imma play my role (huh)

Never do the most

They said my blood is cold

I’m like yeah I know

Ye my pendant glow

Yeah my diamonds froze

I’m like ye I know

Think it’s time to roll

This shit ain’t indigo

Cus this a different flow

Nigga I’m the goat

And I am not to troll

And I know every move in the game

(In the gang)

If you wanna rock with me, let’s get it banging like Kurt Cobain

Get ready to spin that wheel, this roulette, I’m up next

If u down for the thrill Baby, then that’s a bet

I’m in psycho mode

Baby this I know

I would never fold

They told me keep on goin

I started as a poet

Kept my writings closed in

Composition on shelf I kept that shit locked in

Opposition to the wealth, homie u better flip it

Homie u better switch it

Nigga u better get it

(Hook)

Tats drawn in my muscles

Got the inked veins in my system

Get u fucked up and disabled

But I’m able to keep them stabled

(2x’s)

All of my niggas won’t shoot without me

They wait for me

If a nigga got beef with me, I’ll still be at ease