Code Red - Intellectual

We got to stay at the top like a drone

I gotta make this bread, even if I ain't got no phone

Old girl, I don't care what she said

'ma need her to get off my phone

She spamming my phone, killin' my ringtone

Negativity in the area, I got to get it gone

It's Zaxckso, don't get it wrong

Free my brother, I ain't talkin' on roam

They thought I was soft, no foam

If they thought that, they not ready yuh

These people be acting to petty yuh

Sippin' that ICEE, yea it's in a jeti

Gotta stay private, I ain't talkin' no jet

Gotta stay private, don't know where the fеds

I know that boy is a fed, he screamin' out codе red

I'm too turnt, I can't go to bed

I'm not even writin', I'm goin' off the head

Can't even count all the tears I shed

I remember cryin' to bed

I don't need a code, but I'm bout to zoom

Hopefully I make a band by June

I be playin' piano by tune

I walk into life, like I walk in a forest of rooms

Walk in a forest, I walk in that runes

We got to stay at the top like a drone, I gotta make this bread, even if I ain't got no phone

Old girl, I don't care what she said, I'ma need her to get off my phone