I need that red Rari with the dot lights
The red brick pads at the stop light
It’s looking like a crime scene cop white
Smoke teen 14 balling non stop
To Berlin then I fly my girl in
All you smell is tin on the wall when I’m early
No matter who you are when the world end
You won’t fall cause we all in this world win
I sin, sets and honeys getting money
Niggers try to steal the connect from me, that was fun
Blue 20 on that black leather caught them
40 of white sheets at the Milano suites
Used to grind for weeks now I am amongst the leads
Blew your...money on my...
And I ain’t gonna mention his tuition
That sharing on the kitchen on this million dollar mission
Yes my rap is rock solid
When I speak these niggers listen
If I want it I got it I don’t need no one’s permission
From musician I transition to CEO position
And I’m rolling through these streets need no key for the ambition

You see me, cruising on red leather
Let the top fall back is getting head weather
Yeah cruising on red leather
Let the top fall back is getting head weather

I’m just cruising on this red leather
A top on that...the sun is meant to shed weather
Watch as the ice chips...frozen on some tear..
Get rich or die trying with the fed
If money is the root of evil then I’m a devil
The horns are pitchfork my right track got derailed
Deep in the dope game attention’s on the detail
Start hard I just do it for the females
The bloggers and emails haters like to whisper
Like a seashell, tell’em that the...same color
Fire in the seat to make them all gather round like it’s
A fire in the streets and burn marshmallows to the 
Car settles the black bell shines
We drop hard at the car dealers
Cause I deal from the death like car dealers

You see me, cruising on red leather
Let the top fall back is getting head weather
Yeah cruising on red leather
Let the top fall back is getting head weather

Niggers talk about it I really do it
Getting money I told my niggers there’s nothing to it
These bitches bad gimme the ass
While you last it’s 9-11 while you last
My niggers popping you talking crazy I beg your pardon
I snap your bitch and then we talking
You niggers lame I run a game we not the same
Yeah welcome to the upper east line
My bitch bag took her to the hair salon
Walking god I’m pushed rides and world ties
I’m eating lovely I took a piece at the world pie
My niggers on we riding ...and got bitches horny
They see your wifey she sucking dick and my niggers flowing 
A living legend and game setting my niggers scoring
You out of time get out of line my niggers going

You see me, cruising on red leather
Let the top fall back is getting head weather
Yeah cruising on red leather
Let the top fall back is getting head weather