Thoughts From The Red Room

(Yeah, yeah) (Ay) (Yeah, yeah) Man I'm livin in a hard body every day This mirror I'm lookin in kinda make me love my face And this girl on my mind, she just prove my case That happiness is comin to those who wait I've been fixing all my problems, I've been stayin straight You know my last name has never carried weight I was the one you picked last but I always had game Me and you, we are not the same To this music I'm a slave Listen to this shit that I'm pumpin in your veins No I don't have reigns I've been ridin bareback with my gun on my waist And you know I got my cane The Suns always been wild, never tamed God damn I'm insane I killed the old me, he's been slain I know you hear it in my voice, I'll never be the same Cause now I sound like me, not a little boy in pain To this music I'm a slave Listen to this shit that I'm pumpin in your veins No I don't have reigns I've been ridin bareback with my gun on my waist