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IDK

The Code

 

The Code

(album: Simple. - 2022)


[IDK:]
One
One (One, one, one, one, one)

One boy run up, two boys get done up
Three women weep all for the come-up
Five cops looking for someone
Three new arrests, two ain't even done nun'
Shh, that's rule number one
Shh, rule number one

Never leave your front door without a gun
I ain't no killer but don't push me, I be reaching for my funds
Shit, my money long now, I could get a nigga done
'Cause most of these niggas pussy and most of these niggas broke
A few of 'em might dance but none of 'em toe to toe
I'm too worried 'bout the money to be fucking with y'all
Y'all too worried 'bout the bitches, y'all priorities off
If they catch you with the pistol, hit the bushes and toss
If they pull you over dirty, hit the gas and get lost, get lost
In the world where the war will win
Make me wanna spin a nigga block like a whirlwind
I used to have a heart, now it's lost, but I'm searching
Dot-dot, dot-dot, I'm still searching

One boy run up, two boys get done up
Three women weep all for the come-up
Five cops looking for someone
Three new arrests, two ain't even done nun'
Shh, that's rule number one (Never leave a hoe to keep her hush)
Shh, rule number one (They kiss and tell so much, they all got thrush)

[Mike Dimes:]
Everybody got damages, everybody got problems
Everybody gon' tell on you, never spill out your problems
Give a nigga a bottle of water, they want the sea
Give a nigga a honeycomb, prolly gon' take your bees
Life ain't ever been free, everybody got fees
Leave my house, I got my pistol, if it jam, I won't leave
How my life get turned to this? I'm in a white community
Guess the money all the same from the Hill to the streets
Every beat that I felt was raising my clientele
Every brick that he felt was raising his clientele
Life get closer to them Heaven gates every time you raise Hell
Let's just pray that the circle you claim don't go and tell, 'cause that's

[IDK:]
One boy run up, two boys get done up
Three women weep all for the come-up
Five cops looking for someone
Three new arrests, two ain't even done nun'
Shh, that's rule number one

done

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