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god - stick to the code lyrics

[intro]
you already know what we doing
what’s understood don’t need to be explained
stick to the code
by any means necessary

[hook]
stack that money up fuck these hoes
never switch it up nigga stick to the code
block so hot and my young nigga cold
keep it 100 don’t sell your soul
only thing in the house is a mofucking stove
started off with 3 5 now get em home
drop it in the pot tryna get lil mo
drop it like i just didn’ hit it with a f-

[verse 1]
the work then sell it cause it ya didn’t hit too much
nigga tryna get so i had to hit him up
ran around the hood with a body in the trunk
nigga wiling out putting molly on the back
put the ops on gave the whole block a front
then i made a hundred thousand dollas in a month
put the whole hood on like it ain’t nothin’
everybody love me i ain’t worried bout nothin’
you know what it is i ain’t gotta say nothin’
talk to the plug i ain’t gotta say nothin’
ain’t tryna send me nothin’ less than a hundred
i remember the niggas that acting funny with the money
before ya shot with women you gotta pay me what ya owe me
i can’t fuck with you niggas that are tryna fuck me over
i praise the lord i got the double you know it
i got the couple of keys
i keep a couple of doors
before the door i got to pray to the lord
i heard he got a big stash and i save on the floor
i got a couple of gorillas that ain’t nothing to do with it
i gotta couple of boxes gotta keeping them movin’
i gotta couple of traps you know them b-tches be boomin’
money and success is what we pursuin’
niggas be hatin on a girl they influenced
niggas be biting askin me what i’m doin’
and i gotta soul from the heart 8 1 straight drop no flaw
i just came a long -ss way from dropping a couple eight bars
now i’m tryna sell a whole bar
tryna get it all
how you want the soul from the heart guarantee you gonna be coming back tommorrow
fuck around with me i’ma take you to a sto’
fuck around with me i’ma show you how to ball
ha

[verse 2]
i’m just tryna get lil dough
i’m just tryna get lil mo’
i’m just tryna get lil head
i’m just tryna fuck lil hoe
we don’t care bout police never no we try like lets go no-
niggas be talkin bout the shit but they don know nothin’ bout code
oh no no no
you don’t care bout whipin’ that shit
you ain’t in that kitchen with that b-tch
how to make her rise so low
i can stand across the room from the stove go fishin’ in that b-tch
nigga better listen
tryna show you how to get
tryna show you what you missed
tryna show you how to flip
cause what ya doing ain’t workin’
better do something different
tryna stay about the cring
gotta get better education
better learn how to work it
gimme book on the cake
dont reach for the semi too late
nigga im cpdk
they tried to throw me away
even if i see a drop
bet i could still make a play
most of these niggas is fat
and i’ma drop everythang
fucking with all of this white
stay out of my way
niggas stay out of my light
b-tch i’ma drop everythang
no i’ma be dropping the cane
fuck i’m fight nigga
i’ma drop everythang

[outro]
you know it
i’ma drop everythang
you know it
you know it

- god lyrics

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