Red Alert Video (MV)

Nothing left that they
Could ever tell me
I'm blasting off
And I'm landing
Where they can never
Tempt me
I'm Southside with a squad
They make me feel so empty
Was whipping Subies and hoopties
Now I'm whipping the Bentley

See me 7-5 like I'm Halley's Comet
I be floating through the sky
I'm floating through the sky
And this bitch is on my mind
Talking bout these commas
And I hope you recognize
What you need to find

Come on take a step
Into the life
That I have built
The least that I could do
Cause I'm racked up
With all this guilt
I'm hanging on by word of mouth
Hoping that you don't hear
That life is changing fast for me
So soon I'll disappear

I'm a tall glass water
If you spilled it on your shirt
I'm a dog for your daughter
And a boss where I work
I just keep finding love
In the places that I look
I'm the "one" that you referring to
When you said they was "shook"

Red alert
Red alert
I reassert
I know this ain't what you thought of
When you thought it would hurt

I know this aint what you thought of when you thought it would hurt

Allow me to catch my breathe
My attitude bipolar
But my train of thought's Express
I hurdle the horizon
Then I tip toe through the rest
If I had to second guess
I think I might have to confess
I'm gone with the wind
Storied life like Margaret Mitchell
I ball with the men
But my three stripe too official
I started to fend
Off these thoughts in my head
But I lost what I had
Now I'm stuck in the middle
Took the strengths I had in life
And now I'm trying to monetize
Never sleeping
Always up
I wipe the sweat
From out my eyes
See them lying
To my face
When they be trying to
Empathize
But they don't know
The life they want
So how they gonna
Speak on mine
No
Ichabod Crane
I keep my eyes low
Sliding under cover
Places that you can't go
Reach for different levels
Ones that require a code
1-2-3-4

Staring in the mirror
All I see is changing faces
Like the devil
Angel on my shoulder
Trading places
Living in a world
Where the rats afraid of races
Cause they be built by racists
Who's free speech is so tasteless
Rewriting our history
On the whitest of pages
Pretending there aint' blood
Dripping on the pavement
Streets of our own
Filled with homegrown hate
Starbucks down the street
From a section 8

This is a calling
For all the ones that real
The red alert
For the folks
That thinks it's no big deal
The ones who profit from Trump
And all of his ugly topics
The ones that look upon our past
And disguise the violence
You need to stop it
You need to opt in to what we got
We move the wave
And we move the culture
By what we not
We motivated
By the love
For our fellow man
Doesn't matter
If its black or white
We see through skin

I'm sitting back
Preparing for the world to fall
I fly myself to different countries
To ignore it all
I write my name
Across the globe
Like the berlin wall
And next I throw away some money
On a Paris fall
I do not know w
Where you are
I hope that you
Can handle yours
Take these words
And run with them
And pray that you
Don't get involved
I don't know
What time it is
I fell asleep
'Round 3 or 4
Don't ask me
What I'm thankful for