Lyrics:
richer
Like I play inna mortal kombat
Got the cheat codes
They cannot knock a
Tack boy down
Niggas talk shit
They cannot say it
In my face
Hop off
In my
a soul
I wanna fall in love but I can't trust these hoes
Since a juvenile I stuck to the G code
True to the game fuckin on them freak hoes
Sipping on that
juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got
juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got
shit abiding by the G Code/
I smell and look like a million bucks/
Though I'm smiling I'm unfiltered cause I don't give a fuck/
In a world full of cap
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
a free man!
{*laughing*}
[Intro: Remedy (Clocka) {Sweetleaf}]
The warning why'all, this is a warning yo
(Listen up, the code red)
Code red (Yea yea
Enticed by the niggas that gave 'em the bitches,
20 G's, and 2 Lee's.. now he comin' to get cha.
Whodi, my life is like a football field.
He who cross
[Juvenile]
Listen,
It's a fresh package I got - why not move it
Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it
Business as usual is goin'
That goes for you too
Everything ain't perfect but I do it for
Yeah, you see the shit they missin' today is the G-code
You know, what we did, man,
I'm driven, blessed with the God given)
(See with your eyes dilated for the for the sake of the G's)
I was getting buried alive
Heard the dirt hit
i put that every on bet through
Your focal lens come and bounce with a nigga for the code get him
Access to your closest friend i need ownership you
a bad hue
Like a case of code blue code red yeah she flowing red that's a code too
Imma get by like I'm supposed to its cultural
With a stink eye
come shop with me
Lil bitch I serve it all
Moving fast
I been in flight mode
I been hoping for the best
I want it all
Bitch I'm living
By the g code
I
driven by kings that made the crime rate boost these are my truths 100 proof
Without a band it’s in my roots
My quest for love was my labors fruits
To tell
and my momma use to sit and watch the lion king
She had a pathfinder to yea bumping Yolanda Adams
Or four hundred degreez by juvenile
And we ain't never
They know I gotta stay lit
I got day ones I gotta stay wit
Live by the street code I can't change it
They told me stay focused you could make it out
the big business
Big business, big business, Man with the big business
G code with the five star
You know my name, I slide by
You know my style, my swag
bros
I am a king, I live by a code, go let em know
I was in the city in a polo
Tryna make it stack like a chick in a pogo, yeah
Bounce and I leave when
them sheets soaked
Aye
I just dive and I splash
Aye
Dinero stick to the G Code
One ten on the dash
Aye
Smooth nigga real cool nigga
Kick it like
Whatever you niggas up to I don't want in on it owhh daddy cool
Don't live by the book
Live by the code
New in this shit
Came into the game
Look at me now
out the frame
Matter fact, don't call me shorty, kid you know my name
So next time, you see me, you better duck me
Cause I don't give a fuck G
Catch
and rugged attitude like fuck it
Talking out the side of your
Mouth we might bust it
Keep on talking, your life we might rush it
Living by the code
to just play ball,
But as time when by, my ball partners they started to fall,
But I was taught by the G from that old school,
As I got older, the old
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