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enough of this bullshit to last a few years
Talk is cheap, and we're in for a clearance here 
Fifty percent off on some crocodile tears 
So tell me while

Mattress on the floor it ain't have no sheets
Roaches on the floor walking by my feet
Copped 4 zips before I copped the P walking on 2 feet before I had v

mine
I mean I've lied to a female but what dude hasn't at least once in his life
But when it came down to abiding by the code and keeping it solid I've

know when it's coming back
Homie I'm running laps, foreign names on the bags
Give a fuck where you been, I'm judging by where you at
Women by the liter,

can't afford it
Hit his girl from the back and you know I recorded it
Ain't talking about flea but we trap by the market
You can come shop cause the trap

I'm paranoid, I hate loud talking
When I'm by myself I hear people talking
Slide through Monroe County, we gon park him
We trafficking you might not see

Slipping
Seen tha Snakes up in the grass, now ya main dude missing
If they talking out they ass, I make the main tool listen
Now it's game time!
All these

the date n' time always contain two, three and nine"
Crucial mistake, that, adding that shit in!	Crucial mistake, that, adding that in!
It'll attract

them long nights
Trapping to the Marathon all night
When the money in my pockets made my jeans fit tight
Still eating McDonalds by daylight
This life is

everything, Imma grind everyday
I'm talking sticky greens
Tom Brady fifty rings
Making women sing, like a symphony
but initially she wasn't into me
I got

bitch, shut the fuck up (stupid ho)
(What the fuck?)

Fuck whoever don't like this song, I crank this bitch up by my own (ayy-ayy)
Crunkstars in

full send
Takin hits from my pen
While doing one-ten
On a fifty-five
Love risking my life
Especially off the juice
In lanes I swerve and juke
But I

them niggas I never seen
Niggas burning up cabin fever in quarantine
Losing they mind, losing they self like Em around 03
Niggas talking bad, but then

so bad
Niggas wanna be glad that I'm not a doll but I'm gonna brawl
You'll see in the fall
I'm trucking and catching like
Punching and scratching
It's

[Verse 1:] 
Young harlem nigga from the NY 
Get money, spend money, stay fly 
Those the 3 codes that I live by 
Yeah I swerve through streets 
But I travel

slipping off the edge but I’m sticking to the code
This shit keep fucking with my head that’s why my heart so damn froze
I keep that stick pushed in that

In the shade for the raid (Br brr)
忍者s Wanna see me out in the day (Yuh)
Where he lay (Huh huhn)
By the bay (Okay)
With 刀 blades keep it on my waist

my niggas in a chokehold
We victims of the old code
Slave laws the senators  can't save our community
Paper motivate them, they got diplomatic immunity

crack by the tenths
you was tough talking on the gram head shots no attempts
hit his ass up so many times they couldnt tell it was him
riding through

talking I touch him up
Runts got me blunted up
Mad they can't fuck with us
All these badie's be thirst they in love with us
Fuck them all and then pass them

looking for no fame
I spit grenades cause if not I'll go insane
Looking for the truth why they using code names
Scared to be spotted by where the black goat

when she by us
Workin every summer like a plumber boy
I'm piped up
Niggas wanna fight us, cause we got the touch like Midas
Oh yea stay in the D league

and blood, but against principalities, powers and wickedness
In high places
But by God's graces, the Bible points out that we are not ignorant of the devil's

resorting to violence and I'm trying to fight the urge
Trying not to run up in your house and take you life over some petty shit
Gave somebody a buck fifty