Red Wine Remedies

Jesse, you asked me if I was in the meth business or the money business
Neither. I'm in the empire business

[Verse 1 Pricetag:]
Feeling the winning is the only option right about now
Is real wine got me pissy though
Low key
So I'm left with no choice, but to get out no real

Look
Red wine remedies, real nigga tendencies
Niggas out here balling room so they getting penuries
Mama always told me I should pray for my enemies
But my niggas they gonna get that kay for my enemies
Who should I listen to when niggas wanna see you lose
Don't wanna beat you, but they [?] see you prove
What's real without fiction, what's Jordan without pimpin
Nigga is pimpin I'm like Magic with this rapping
Far from average went from scrapping, until the trap until the clapping
For this green it, for this cap it, I will gun it, I will stab it
Niggas can't relate because they never been a savage
You manage your money to me your man fronting
I had the cop teen change, I never had nothing
I just pace and let you stress to get ahead of me
While me and my dog, see all this pedigree
Let it breathe, let it breathe

[Hook Kent M$ney:]
Another day, another blues
Thing, to a star
Things change, what to do
With mama was working
Daddy wasn't there
In the mirror I stare
See daddy right there
I get up, if I fall
Taking every charge we ball
Life is off aside for the lames
But the dreams, for the true
I'm fitting through my memories
Red wine remedies

[Verse 2 Oktane:]
Red wine remedy with money on the table
You charge it to the game man we charge it to the label
Haha, it's the play I just call it baby
Don't be scared it's just balling baby
And keep your nose out of my wallet baby
Price been causing all this problems we've been talking crazy
He never care what my enemies do
I'm a trip, I'm a fall, I'm an injury too
I learned that when people leave you never grab a rack
And when they see you in the [?] they rather grab a plate
Forgiving people don't make you weak, it don't make you fake
And make you strong enough to know that people make mistakes
I wish my pops left, any giving night
Since he did mams remind me who I'm just like
I still look dead, no matter where the weather gets
Now look me in my eyes, my man, my better [?]

[Hook Kent M$ney]