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Code Red is a track by Rich Amiri, taken from the album “Grit & Grace”, released October 10, 2025 on Internet Money Records / 10K Projects. It runs 3:05 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside So Long, Lights Out, I Don't Mind. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- Code Red
- Artist
- Rich Amiri
- Release
- Grit & Grace
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 3:05
- Release date
- October 10, 2025
- Record label
- Internet Money Records / 10K Projects
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another songSo when you fall
I been waiting for my
Man down, man down
Hands up, code red
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Gotta separate the real from the fake
They don't tell you nothing real come with fame (Oh yeah)
Know some niggas that'll kill for a name
Every time I take a pill, I go insane (Oh yeah)
Even when it get hard, I don't complain
Sun always gon' shine before it rain (Sun always gon' shine)
Yeah (Oh yeah), wake up, boy, we ain't come to play
Better, wake up, boy, we ain't come to play
Oh yeah, what's up?
You gotta get yourself together, bae, you tore up
You still on that old swag, it's time to grow up
He gon' show out until them shooters show up
You tried to lie, but I know you too well (Too well)
I done came so far
Life so crazy, it don't feel too real
If I love you, I'll split my pill
My soldiers wildin', they don't got no chill
If I say flame you, they gon' shoot to kill
Man down, man down (Man down)
Hands up, (Hands up, oh yeah), code red
Code red (Code red), oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Gotta separate the real from the fake
They don't tell you nothing real come with fame (Oh yeah)
Know some niggas that'll kill for a name
Every time I take a pill, I go insane (Oh yeah)
Yeah, I don't wanna do it no more
Cut her off, she came back, but next time, she done for
I ain't worried 'bout the internet, only worried 'bout the hunchos
Sneak dissing, I ain't into that, I'ma send them members to your front door
I'm stupid rich, you dumb broke, giving all praise to the up most
Turn the 808s loud, bass got the bass jumping like jump rope
I was cooling on the Southside, that's a wrap, now I'm heading up North
You don't really want no gun smoke, what the hell you got a gun for?
Man down
Man down
Code red
Hands up
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Gotta separate the real from the fake
They don't tell you nothing real come with fame (Oh yeah)
Know some niggas that'll kill for a name
Every time I take a pill, I go insane (Every time I take a pill I lose my mind, oh yeah)
Even when it get hard, I don't complain
Sun always gon' shine before it rain (Sun always gon' shine)
Yeah (Oh yeah), wake up, boy, we ain't come to play
Better, wake up, boy, we ain't come to play
Lyrics supplied by lyrics.ovh.
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