Respect The Code
(专辑: The L.I.B.R.A. - 2020)
My Guy Mars Hey, they say ignorance is bliss, huh? I
guess niggas is so blissful Do anything for dollars, the
thought of having a
fistful Make 'em switch sides when it looking grim and dismal A
coward dies a
thousand deaths, no pistol See fuck niggas do fuck shit 'cause they got fucked up intentions to Nigga got no principles, better watch who you listen to I
see it in your eyes, you weak, the
lies you speak And shit you do right now, where I'm from, you die in the
streets 'Cause, boy, that ho shit I'm in the
game, I
ain't worried what the
coach said And, boy, you lame, better watch how you approach that All in your feelings, showing all of your emotions I'ma be at your neck, about that ho shit All the
drama, I
love it, get an erection for it Like go to Vegas, fight police, not get arrested for it The
smoke, I'm running to it, trouble wouldn't dare avoid And, hell, they blow it in your direction, you better be ready for it Right, you're humble, arrogant, oxymoron, anomaly Egotistical activist, master solution strategist Full-time family man, part-time politic Trap nigga, fashion icon, I'm all of it Don't crucify the
messenger 'Cause the
message real, you need to hear it Absorb and let it sizzle in your spirit To all these niggas going out sad, acting all weird You embarrassing yourself, lookie here, nigga Oh no, niggas don't respect the
code (Respect the
code) Oh no, act like bitches, niggas act like hoes (They disrespect the
code) Catch insomnia, boy, don't you sleep (Keep your eyes open) Keep your eyes open (Your eyes) your eyes open I
wish I
really knew how to sing for you, baby (They disrespect the
code) But since I
can't, I'ma count this paper in front of you and Shower you with these gifts and (M-M-M-M, they don't respect the
code) I'ma tell you the
best shit that come to my mind and (Maybach Music) I
want you to feel like I
love you, baby Abu Dhabi, the
penthouse slugs not for the
amateurs Calamari from California came with cannabis Fill arenas that put the
team up on the
banisters Pinkie rings and the
other things that seen the
gamblers Count your acres, build your estates, we call it farm life Talking heavy, your chains sound hollow when you charm life Pistol popping, you whip look polished and your broad's nice Kemosabe, hundred kilos just on a
calm night Glad to see me, bowl of zucchini, call it mob life Drop the
top and call the
models, yes, all the
tall type Belaire bottles back in Beverly Hills, we balled out Biggest boss, I'm popping dollars, fuck what you talking 'bout Hundred racks and no Cadillacs, now pull your cars out See you fell in and feed the
felons, so they think you jealous Say you love him and write him letters, but you never mail him Fax, I'm at the
top because I'm charging tax, ask Oh no, niggas don't respect the
code (Respect the
code) Renzel, a.k.a Willy Oh no, act like bitches, niggas act like hoes (They disrespect the
code) The
big fish, tell 'em, uh Catch insomnia, boy, don't you sleep (Keep your eyes open) Keep your open (Your eyes) your eyes open You're just a
spectacle, you don't respect the
code