Lyrics Red Alert - Randolph , KSI
Now
she
wanna
call
me
asking
favours
Still,
I′m
on
the
run
for
different
flavours
While
my
mind
is
here
deciding
right
or
wrong
Did
I
mess
up
all
along?
As
I
scroll
up,
looking
through
my
older
pictures
Bitches
buzzing
on
the
phone
for
me
or
just
my
riches
Now
I
get
suspicious
All
from
being
so
ambitious
Now
I
see
the
circle
vicious
Searching
for
satisfaction
Only
getting
a
fraction
of
that
feeling
And
it's
fucking
up
my
intuition
Now
they
wanna
steal
′Cos
a
nigga
only
loyal
as
their
last
meal
Got
a
half
a
milli
stacking
on
my
last
deal
And
they
wonder
why
I'm
paranoid
'Cos
they
jump,
man,
just
to
get
that
Jumpman
Damn,
I′m
on
red
alert
(red
alert)
Else
you′ll
end
up
in
the
dirt
man
I
don't
wanna
hurt
man
Nah,
I
don′t
wanna
hurt
Champagne
popping
How
I
wanna
let
it
rain
And
they
know
that
I'm
on
red
alert
(red
alert)
Else
you
end
up
in
the
dirt
man
I
don′t
wanna
hurt
man
Nah,
I
don't
wanna
hurt
Champagne
popping
Still,
I′m
watching
all
you
Judas
motherfuckers
I
got
eyes
on
my
surroundings
Enemies
worth
money
But
family's
worth
diamonds
Friends
come
and
go
When
it
rains,
when
it
snows
But,
the
loyal
ones
stay
Through
the
pain,
through
the
cold
Uh,
humble
beginnings
and
now
I'm
making
strides
Ain′t
nothin
changed,
but
the
rhythm
and
the
rhymes
Threw
the
dice,
yeah
Now
I′m
living
life,
yeah
I'm
on
the
road
and
I
got
all
of
the
lights,
yeah
But
still,
I
ain′t
got
it
all
I'm
still
searching,
yeah
Shrunk
the
circle
but
they
still
lurking
Fuck
it,
tonight
we
raising
the
glass
high
Everybody
eating
′cos
that's
how
we
live
the
best
life
But
I
see
the
face
on
the
real
I
see
the
jealousy
build,
yeah
I
see
the
way
that
you
feel
I
see
that
eyeing
my
deal
(yeah,
yeah)
They
must
think
that
I′m
blind
Get
yours,
I
get
mine
'Cos
I
ain't
playing
with
that
time
That′s
why
I′m...
Damn,
I'm
on
red
alert
(red
alert)
Else
you′ll
end
up
in
the
dirt
man
I
don't
wanna
hurt
man
Nah,
I
don′t
wanna
hurt
Champagne
popping
How
I
wanna
let
it
rain
And
they
know
that
I'm
on
red
alert
(red
alert)
Else
you′ll
end
up
in
the
dirt
man
I
don't
wanna
hurt
man
Nah,
I
don't
wanna
hurt
Champagne
poppin′
Still,
I′m
watching
all
you
Judas
motherfuckers
I
got
eyes
on
my
surroundings
Enemies
worth
money
But
family's
worth
diamonds
Friends
come
and
go
When
it
rains,
when
it
snows
But,
the
loyal
ones
stay
Through
the
pain,
through
the
cold
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