I See Red

Lyrics

[Chorus: Chris Brown] The same old hood shit early in the mornin' Smoke that same old good shit, I'm all about my paper Don't be on that bullshit, the world is full of colors But, but, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red The world is full of colors, but all I see is red [Verse 1: Kid Red] I'm 'bout my paper, 'bout my bread Pat that cake, I'm the baker's man You niggas is shook, can't shake my hand I take my time, y'all take a stand And I take a bitch, I'll break a bitch I save my money, I don't save no bitch We a crew with sharks in a tank of fish Yeah, you lookin' at a star, ho, make a wish Comin' straight up off the block like Jadakiss Nah, honey, I ain't kiddin', I don't play for shit When I pull up in that red 'Rari Make that nigga have to run up in your house party, nigga [Pre-Chorus: Kid Red] I'm 'bout my paper so we on that bullshit A nigga get to talkin', we gon' empty that full clip Hoes always wonderin' what I'm doin' Gettin' me some money, bitch, pop that pussy [Chorus: Chris Brown] The same old hood shit early in the mornin' Smoke that same old good shit, I'm all about my paper Don't be on that bullshit, the world is full of colors But, but, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red The world is full of colors, but all I see is red [Verse 2: Kid Red] Two blunts and a molly, three shots to get me started Every mornin' is a party, every night is a orgy Redhead Ken with my Black on white Barbies Red and white diamonds in my black and red 'Rari Now I'm private jet landin', thirty bottles up in Magic Got master 'round my wrist, I'll throw an arrow at the dancers Player 'til I die, freak show as usual Yeah, I let 'em strippers play, pop that at my funeral Ready for the turn up, big blunt burners OHB the cream makers 'cause we all earners Fuck her, then I'm gone, she hit the dot, so it's legal Leave her on face like a plaintiff 'cause I'm hung just like the jurors, ha [Pre-Chorus: Kid Red] I'm 'bout my paper so we on that bullshit A nigga get to talkin', we gon' empty that full clip Hoes always wonderin' what I'm doin' Gettin' me some money, bitch, pop that pussy [Chorus: Chris Brown] The same old hood shit early in the mornin' Smoke that same old good shit, I'm all about my paper Don't be on that bullshit, the world is full of colors But, but, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red But, but all I see is red The world is full of colors, but all I see is red