Street Code (feat. Glotrapp)

Thought you was my fam, then you switched up
I know real hustlers, but ain't nobody like my sister
Nias throwing shade, but on the low ain't tryna get up
You ain't really shooting sh*t, you glocked up for a picture
Do sh*t for an image, that ain't me though
I be layin low, you try and troll I'm incognito
I did so much dirt, ion think twice I let my heat blow
Ion take a pill or let these bches boost my ego
I'm sticking to the street code

She ask me why I keep saying me?
It's only me though
How much sh*t the opps put to sleep?
It's probably zero
Them nias tried KZ at the beach
And where did he go?
I tried to tell him stay out the beef, you not a hero
Doughman the way a nia choppin' sh*t
Turn the beat off and grab my gun, I'm really bout the sh*t
There he go, block him in
We just got them glockies in
Devil tryna take my soul but I'm tryna be optimistic
Yeah,
My momma telling me to chill on these nias
Y'all watch this sh*t up on the news
We really been wit the killas
Ain't no pink slip to his car, he might as well get a rental
*BOOM BOOM BOOM*
That's what he hear when I tell Drow to go get him
Check them indictment's
You seen my resume
Nia play then he gon lay
that flash gon look like he done seen some better days
It's nias out here flashing guns, but still ah runaway
I take your sh*t for taxing me, we gon have fun today

Thought you was my fam, then you switched up
I know real hustlers, but ain't nobody like my sister
Nias throwing shade, but on the low ain't tryna get up
You ain't really shooting sh*t, you glocked up for a picture
Do sh*t for an image, that ain't me though
I be layin low, you try and troll I'm incognito
I did so much dirt, ion think twice I let my heat blow
Ion take a pill or let these bches boost my ego
I'm sticking to the street code

(Glotrapp)
TTB The Way We Really Be Shooting Sh*t
Opps Niggas Be Fans, Tell Them Nias We Don't Do No Twitter Beef
Spin A Nia Backwards, Lose My Mind Have KZ Finish It
Try The Wrong Nia, X Be Charged Don't Make Me Pay The Fee
Nias Think They Gangsters, They Ain't Me Bro
I Been Laying Low, Stay Out The Way Thats Word To G Bro's
Ride Around With Shottas In The Whip, Don't Need No Pill To Blow
Nias Acting Like That, Get under The Bridge These Niggas really Trolls
We Gon Make A List Soon As We Catch Em, We Just Laying Low
Told A lot Of Nias Stay Out The Mix, But They Ain't Listen Though
This Glock Do No Missing, When We Sliding It Just Gives And Blow
I Don't Think Twice, I Let These Bches Boost They Ego
Im Sticking To The Street Code

Thought you was my fam, then you switched up
I know real hustlers, but ain't nobody like my sister
Nias throwing shade, but on the low ain't tryna get up
You ain't really shooting sh*t, you glocked up for a picture
Do sh*t for an image, that ain't me though
I be layin low, you try and troll I'm incognito
I did so much dirt, ion think twice I let my heat blow
Ion take a pill or let these bches boost my ego
I'm sticking to the street code



Credits
Writer(s): Kane-zsyhon Hinton
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