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letra de code red - crm (aus)

[intro]
-air raid siren plays-
woah, woah
yeah, yeah, code red
ahem!

[verse 1]
you gon’ see me drop a classic, act like “that’s it”
then i come right back, like i ain’t done (ain’t done)
and you wanna say i ain’t dedicated
but i been workin’ on this sh-t for like eight months (eight months)
tryna keep my distance, in my own lane
i’m not like these f-ckin’ p-ssies, tryna fake stunt (tryna fake stunt)
don’t even think ‘bout stealin’ my lyrics, ‘cause it’s obvious
you don’t research who you take from (who you take from)
got a lot on your mind, come at me (at me)
if i go murk sh-t, then it’s urgent (urgent)
all these bars that i write, they fancy (fancy)
i be writin’ curses in cursive (cursive)
steady hatin’ on my grind, how about you go outside
and try searchin’ for a purpose (for a purpose)
there’s not even a point, i don’t ever see you
beefin’ with virgins, it ain’t worth it (i ain’t worth it)

[chorus]
this some modern sh-t, i don’t f-ck with you old heads
most of ‘em broke, while i’m countin’ up mo’ bread
it don’t really matter if i’m not gettin’ no head
‘cause i never gave a f-ck ‘bout what a hoe said
life feel like a movie, and i’m watchin’ in oled
wipin’ y’all noses, b-tch, i’m a cokehead
if i got beef with you, don’t bring in yo friend
‘cause it gon’ be a tragedy when i leave you both dead
this some modern sh-t, i don’t f-ck with you old heads
most of ‘em broke, while i’m countin’ up mo’ bread
it don’t really matter if i’m not gettin’ no head
‘cause i never gave a f-ck ‘bout what a hoe said
never been afraid to give an opp a toe tag
if i see ‘em on the news, promise i won’t dread
always keep risin’ to the top, i don’t rest
sound the alarms, it’s a muhf-ckin’ code red
[interlude]
sound the alarms, it’s a muhf-ckin’ code red
yeah

[verse 2]
i don’t really speak or talk sh-t
i don’t care ‘bout a d-mn thing but profit
tryna take from me, but they don’t bring deposits
hopefully, my status gon’ make you see, you not sick (you not sick)
if you play with me, can’t leave no options
they know i be k!llin’ sh-t, i don’t need to stop it
so if you wanna talk about me, i’m on it
finna leave your body 6 feet deep in coffins (in coffins)
everybody on the internet and the radio
playin’ straight trash, but they won’t play me though (play me though)
now it’s at the point where day one homies switchin’ up
i need some friends from day zero (day zero)
you tryna justify your actions, when you betray me
you ain’t makin’ moves, you just plain evil (plain evil)
but i already got over it, ‘cause i’m now famous
and i’m finna blow like a d-mn c4 (d-mn c4)
y’all been hypnotised
do the same sh-t, y’all synchronised
can’t say nothin’ ‘bout how i criticise
they be two-faced like a gemini
now you’re too late, can’t be scrutinised
i be givin’ out shots, they euthanised
they really expect me to be formal
never catchin’ me in a suit and tie (nah, you won’t ever)
i be watchin’ your careers decimate, uh
y’all too stressed, you should meditate
say i’ll never be number one, but b-tch, i’m the bomb
and i’m finna detonate (boom!)
say that i’m gon’ drown in your drip (in your drip)
but if you talk down, you get hit (you get hit)
and all my haters can’t speak (why not?)
‘cause they got a mouthful of d-ck (full of d-ck!)
[chorus]
this some modern sh-t, i don’t f-ck with you old heads
most of ‘em broke, while i’m countin’ up mo’ bread
it don’t really matter if i’m not gettin’ no head
‘cause i never gave a f-ck ‘bout what a hoe said
life feel like a movie, and i’m watchin’ in oled
wipin’ y’all noses, b-tch, i’m a cokehead
if i got beef with you, don’t bring in yo friend
‘cause it gon’ be a tragedy when i leave you both dead
this some modern sh-t, i don’t f-ck with you old heads
most of ‘em broke, while i’m countin’ up mo’ bread
it don’t really matter if i’m not gettin’ no head
‘cause i never gave a f-ck ‘bout what a hoe said
never been afraid to give an opp a toe tag
if i see ‘em on the news, promise i won’t dread
always keep risin’ to the top, i don’t rest
sound the alarms, it’s a muhf-ckin’ code red

[outro]
sound the alarms, it’s a muhf-ckin’ code red

- crm aus

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