The Code

[Intro: Reuben Vincent] Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah Uh, uh, uh, uh They say it's live by the code Die by the code, uh Nothing gon' change 'cause that's just how it goes, yes Live by the code Die by the code, yeah, huh [Verse 1: Reuben Vincent] Now, what's better protection, tell me if it's Christ or a weapon? From Genesis to Exodus, they prey on you, it's prejudice Streets now a religion, young niggas puttin' they faith in it Lost so much to the game that even I became an Atheist Fell on knees to felonies sent melodies to Heaven Short life expectancies travel the seven seas, I question Who gon' blast for me when blasphemy come? The Prodigal pointin' his pistol right at Babylon son Judgement, they comin' But we livin' by the now who rise, turned the rivers to blood And water became foul, child who hold his home 'Cause father wouldn't come around Mary momma's Madonna, she like a virgin again Know it's harder to be aroused They split us with red and C, if it ain't blue they reppin' B Suicide and do or die, can't do like John and let it be Poet's poet but you know that I was po' as Edgar be Devil wanted my soul, but the soul resurrected me, on God [Chorus: Reuben Vincent] Live by the code Die by the code, uh Nothing gon' change 'cause that's just how it goes Yes, live by the code Die by the code, yeah [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Street scholar, fuck school, I made the narcotic honor roll Plot to clock a chicken over you cornballs, it's comical Clowns in the circus, peons they lackin' purpose Do voodoo with the pen, I wrote all my curses in cursive My dog fantasy turned to a brighter reality I made a way some didn't 'cause they lust and livin' lavishly Made a wrong turn on the road to riches and crashed the V Your final destination ain't the place you thought that it'd be Was gettin' dirty money but the trap ended up trapping me At times I was moving deaf and blind but smartened up, I had to see The door to my destiny was closed until I grabbed the key Woulda kicked the shit off of the hinges if it had to be Was all blood, sweat and tears, nothing happened magically My silent screams turned to rap records that they had to stream [Chorus: Reuben Vincent] Live by the code (yeah) Die by the code (yeah) That they had to stream (uh-huh) [Verse 3: Lukah] We went from ring around the rosie to packaging nosies (word) Hid the dope in momma's Chevy in case she got nosy Remember the nights my choices were ramen or ravioli And 'cause them days I grabbed a scale and told OG to show me That was the day the hustle would join me in matrimony I sold a zip it felt like a glorious ceremony Get what you need and then get out, a wise man told me This ain't for every living soul the special move lonely Was in my room silently bagging a bag with Monie To every night I tied I felt relief of acrimony Seein' my fam in hard times that was that shit that mold me I had to get it, in the hood we had no patrimony While linking with my plug he showed me my first Rollie He said don't fall victim to this be sure to outgrow me I could longer stand it at first but knew he never wronged me (word) So I stayed smart and out the light and played the back closely Can lock me up and throw the key but you can never fold me I see nothing and won't comply, don't do testimonies Was young running with the wolves I feel like Lil Mowgli So any error that occurred, yeah, they were there to scold me Small clientele, I will barely sell my homies (tell 'em) If you were tryna shop with me, nigga, you had to know me (facts) And now you see me then you don't movements were extra ghostly We'll never rush to make a play 'cause bosses move slowly Any fuck ups I witnessed I will quickly examine 'Cause certain mistakes can have your ass dreamin' with the salmon My nigga stay half-baked, he used to call me Samson I used to sell kewpies in a lot at the Hamptons If I could smell it through the pack I had heads dancing (word) Before the moonrock I had them Moonwalking like Jackson Yeah, I'm a hustler, I can sell a beating to a Jackson Warren Buffet I guarantee full satisfaction Now I ain't need the extra push, I got up off my ass (word) It makes sense, lights off you need to get a bag My only goal was household and things I never had And staying clear from prison bars and the body bags I had a good run but knew the shit could never last I started seeing horrid things and now I'm groovin' fast Could still serve anything long as it equals math But now I'm chillin' what I smoke looks like Ms. Peach's grass (yeah) [Chorus: Reuben Vincent] They say it's live by the code Die by the code, uh Nothing gon' change 'cause that's just how it goes, yes Live by the code Die by the code, yeah