The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Yeah, nigga, this shit real out here
Runnin' through the red light, lookin' through your rearview
Nigga might just sneak up on the car and try to spray you
Playin' for keeps out here in the A
Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ay
Rain it up and gave 'em a sad face
Now anywhere around the globe, you rep the gang and you got rank, yeah
Gotta converse with the manager when I walk inside the bank, yeah
Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me?
Goyard with a half a million on me
R&D's, it's like I'm possessed
All these diamonds on my chest
Sleepin' on the floor had made my heart colder
They try to make it hard for me, I never falter
Gotta say I'm good, I'm on the ESPY's
I made millions by the day, check my chest piece
Try to take care of my family the best I know how
Bought myself a mansion, now I gotta buy everybody a house
Takin' care of my bitches like the mother of my child
God know all my brothers sin, I gotta blow this trial
You don't get no guidance out the trenches to make it out
God knows I'll never give up on you, never will
Shit gettin' hectic with the niggas that ya kill for
Money got me hesitant, what I got to live for?
All this fame gettin' terrible
All these rings and Berettas
Flawless victory, change the weather
Hurricane, natural disaster
Pour the lean for the bastards
Take the jet across the atlas
God I pray I forget my dada
'Cause I didn't grow up to be average
All the times he lied to me, ya gave up on my arteries
I was such a worried child, just wanted you to be a part of me
Fishscale projects made a man out me
Sleepin' on the carpet made a man out me
Full of medication, I wouldn't change it
I was once broke but no complainin'
I finally start to embrace that I'm famous
It's hard for me to erase when I was nameless
Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ay
Rain it up and gave 'em a sad face
Now anywhere around the globe, you rep the gang and you got rank, yeah
Gotta converse with the manager when I walk inside the bank, yeah
Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me?
Goyard with a half a million on me
R&D's, it's like I'm possessed
All these diamonds on my chest
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Aw
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Runnin' through the red light, lookin' through your rearview
Niggas might just sneak up on the car and try to spray you, yeah
Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ay
Ran it up and gave 'em a sad face
Who would ever think they'd ever sleep on me?
Who would ever?
Who would ever think they'd sneak diss me?
Who would ever?
Ah, these bitches are possessed
By these VVS' glarin' off my chest
Aw, oh
Aw
Runnin' through the red light, lookin' through your rearview
Nigga might just sneak up on the car and try to spray you
Playin' for keeps out here in the A
Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ay
Rain it up and gave 'em a sad face
Now anywhere around the globe, you rep the gang and you got rank, yeah
Gotta converse with the manager when I walk inside the bank, yeah
Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me?
Goyard with a half a million on me
R&D's, it's like I'm possessed
All these diamonds on my chest
Sleepin' on the floor had made my heart colder
They try to make it hard for me, I never falter
Gotta say I'm good, I'm on the ESPY's
I made millions by the day, check my chest piece
Try to take care of my family the best I know how
Bought myself a mansion, now I gotta buy everybody a house
Takin' care of my bitches like the mother of my child
God know all my brothers sin, I gotta blow this trial
You don't get no guidance out the trenches to make it out
God knows I'll never give up on you, never will
Shit gettin' hectic with the niggas that ya kill for
Money got me hesitant, what I got to live for?
All this fame gettin' terrible
All these rings and Berettas
Flawless victory, change the weather
Hurricane, natural disaster
Pour the lean for the bastards
Take the jet across the atlas
God I pray I forget my dada
'Cause I didn't grow up to be average
All the times he lied to me, ya gave up on my arteries
I was such a worried child, just wanted you to be a part of me
Fishscale projects made a man out me
Sleepin' on the carpet made a man out me
Full of medication, I wouldn't change it
I was once broke but no complainin'
I finally start to embrace that I'm famous
It's hard for me to erase when I was nameless
Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ay
Rain it up and gave 'em a sad face
Now anywhere around the globe, you rep the gang and you got rank, yeah
Gotta converse with the manager when I walk inside the bank, yeah
Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me?
Goyard with a half a million on me
R&D's, it's like I'm possessed
All these diamonds on my chest
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Aw
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Aw, oh
Runnin' through the red light, lookin' through your rearview
Niggas might just sneak up on the car and try to spray you, yeah
Aw, they ain't think I'm gettin' my bag, ay
Ran it up and gave 'em a sad face
Who would ever think they'd ever sleep on me?
Who would ever?
Who would ever think they'd sneak diss me?
Who would ever?
Ah, these bitches are possessed
By these VVS' glarin' off my chest
Aw, oh
Aw
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
RED LIGHT Lyrics as written by Xavier Lamar Dotson Nayvadius Wilburn
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
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