Текст песни Breaking the Code - Leeko Lavish

Lotta niggas breaking the code

The Feds Steady tryna sweep us
But we still ona 4

And I been through so much shit
That I can't feel shit no more

And I gotta focus up but all these pills in my pores

And I learned to keep my distance
From sum niggas who ain't wit it

Made a sacrifice for this but niggas still just couldn't get it

I told SB focus up my nigga still just wouldn't listen

He ain't tryna make a song
He tryna post up Ina trenches

Making plays yea
I just want a chain from Johnny Dang

And I'm bugging in the booth
But free the gang gang out them chains

And I'm huggin ona tool
So what you say make me amused

To these perkys I'm immune
Bink took 3 and I took 2

Sav off sticks he act a fool
But that just to keep his cool

I told bro if you gone trap you gotta trap to make a change
Can't be trappin wit no purpose
Niggas broke but they gang bang

And I'm only 18 but I know how to maintain

In the streets you double back and level up
Or be a victim

I could never be no dummy sittin duckin
Making pennies
I need hundreds
I need thousands
Couple bricks and twenty million

If I front you and you fuck it up the re up
Come with interest

But hol up it's back to business
Pay the Robbers pay the killers

And for free lil bro a hit em
He don't like a lotta niggas

Bought him pipes to keep em drilling
Cause it's light to spend a 50

All my life I just been itchin plenty nights
They tried to get me

(Niggas lurking on me damn)

Them niggas just ain't with me

My life it been so crazy

These perkys feel amazing

Niggas tryna blaze me

The DA tryna chase me

But nigga I ain't going for it
New glock on me now its on boy

So now I'm in that zone boy

Cause I tried to keep my cool
I love to bring my savage out

It's knots up in these jeans
I love to pull this cabbage out

Lil 5 just hold ya head
I swear we coming back around

Alotta niggas dead I watched his body hit the ground

She took a Percocet she geekin feeling on me now

I tried to leave that bitch but I can't lie she hold it down

I told her I was trappin but my new bitch outta town

Balenciaga fashion my new glizzy in a pouch

The opps they always cappin
Like a bitch he run his mouth

I'm tired of feeling dead
I always feel like giving up

But I know that I can't I gotta turn the city up
And Bitch free Blam Sb

My niggas gone blam for me
Ona 4 all day no sleep

Outside but the opps don't creep

Pop up late night all week
Nobody ona scene

They sentenced bro to 30 when he was 19
If doing wrong so easy nigga do the right thing

It's certain shit a nigga just might never understand
You wanna have ya way out here you gotta have a plan

Lil nigga what you say to me
Ya life ain't ya worth a band

Bitch you ain't worth shit
You fuckin wit my mans

It's time and time again
My hurt made me a man

My momma kicked me out
Feel like she washed her hands

So now I gotta serve
And I Use to go to work now I'm on the curb

Feds grabbing all my niggas heard we on a verge

Tryna throw a Rico leeko
Hit the mall and splurge

Brrrrr shipping birds

Play ya position in this shit
Only way it ah work

And I been trippin in this bitch
I took too many percs

Dead soul
Honestly my city just a hell hole

Nigga I was down bad I had to sell dope
Bro got so much fuckin weight I think the scale broke

Way back in the 7th grade was rockin shell toes

Now I'm ducking narcs in my balenciaga
Velcro's

I ain't have a heart they told me I would be a jail bird
I ain't have a heart they told me I would be a jail bird

Allah right now I'm asking you for strength
I sin a lot
I know
But I'm here to repent

For enemies of mine I can't show no relent
I went and got it on my own can't tell me shit