Code Red

By Ground Up

On 1711

Released on October 2, 2015

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Yeah, uh, skinny nigga but i'm feelin' like a heavy weight

I done been around

I done seen a couple things, right

If you wasn't from the slow down

That ain't bout to go down

I'd suggest you hang tight

I'm a hang 10 twenty five

Can't swim but i can still flow good

Now i'm a buy a pool and a motherfuckin' boat

Cause these hatin' niggas said that i never could

Like i said i would

You don't understand, stop runnin' in place do the runnin' man

Damn, and let's ban from the motherland

Bij make a beat like no other can, damn

1711 on my forearm, i should get it tatted on my forehead, nigga

She told me i'm a dog

I just tell her i'm a motherfucking purebred, bitch

Don't know what I did, don't know what I said

Mhmm, code red, voices all in my head

Mhmm, code red, tellin' me i'm that nigga

Mhmm, code red, damn I already figure

Mhmm, code red

Code red

This is madness, tragic, cops killing black kids

All the changes of names on them badges

Uncle sam get the money 'cause the fact is

We ain't even talkin' about a game, this is practice

I'm still up late, make, i sell upstate

I can't wait til my man get home

I remember when he said build a team full of friends that would