Code Red - Jay Rock

Same fiends in the hood, chasing the best dope

Project hustling, chasing them pesos

It’s a struggle everyday, man, you know how this shit goes

But my demeanor’ll never switch, cherry red beamer

Gangbanged the fuck out, red rag around the nina

No doubt, I’m living it

Been claiming the set since the year found Snoop innocent

Slanging hard rock when the rap game was ran by Timberlands

Deport ya asses back, where’s my strap?

Lemme put a hole in 'em, and what’s concealed in the black denim

Will rock 'em to sleep like I babysit 'em

I seen it all — loyalty, betrayal, envy

My close homie died in my arms

12 hundred project units under the sun

Ain’t about where you at, it’s about where you’re from

Welcome to Watts, California

Where we ain’t scared to run up on ya

You ain’t prepared when it go down

You already dead right about now

Welcome to Watts, California

Where we ain’t scared to run up on ya

If you’re prepared when it go down

Then you know it’s Jay Rock turn now

The homie told me, «Put your feelings aside»

But since I got signed I been feeling the Vibes

Niggas play the background and screw they face all day

Wanna walk in my shoes, wanna take my place

So at any given time they might take my life

So I take the .38 when I ride at night

Broad day, no exempt, niggas kill you when the sun is out

Make sure your gun is out or stay inside your mama house

It’s that real, you don’t feel me yet?

Fine, niggas, drop the beat and just let me vent

No mask on, fuck around and kill your whole squad

Be the last person you see before you meet god

Keep the rifle on top of the tripod

Aim art, if you live your body might need parts

Jay Rock, putting it down for Top Dawg

From the bottom to the top, we shooting straight for the stars