Street Code ft. Wayne Block & Lo Miles Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah)

(Rip Siah, free Ira, free Junior, rip Ronnie, yeah, yeah)

(57 World, 57 World)

I think god came to me in my dreams

Said what you want, what you need

Looked him dead in his face

Said I could go for some lean

A block bender, hit the scene

Now I'm wiping it clean

I ain't asking for no trust

I just ask you believe

Knock the V off a n***a Vlone, f**k it he gone

No face no case, n***a that's the street code

N***a it's get down or lay down, that's what we on

S**t I'm finna hit the lab, what Lo and Freak on

Loading up this K, I got problems thinking murder she wrote

And we ain't leaving off this block, till we leave something gone

Glock like a stairway to heaven, it'll send something home

Little bro will beat yo car up, he a do some wrong

If this weed moving slow, we gone beat the stove

If the feds start tapping, we gone cut the phones

Can't find no percs in the city, we gone pour a four

I'm trying to see Jesus and God, n***a pour some more

RIP AJ, f**k the opps, what the f**k they be on

Aye, free Ira I be wishing he home, aye

My b***h and my slam the only ones I freak on

Opp b***h dropped the addy, finna get my peek on

Don't understand why the f**k you want to beef, if it's lite

Bro said he'll shoot em', let him know what's the price

What you bringing to the team, is it a pizza or slice

Look b***h tell me what you trying to be for the night

I think god came to me in my dreams

Said what you want, what you need

Looked him dead in his face

Said I could go for some lean

A block bender, hit the scene

Now I'm wiping it clean

I ain't asking for no trust

I just ask you believe

Knock the V off a n***a Vlone, f**k it he gone

No face no case, n***a that's the street code

N***a it's get down or lay down, that's what we on

S**t I'm finna hit the lab, what Lo and Freak on

How you tripping with no heat, better get a pole

If I miss then bro assist, we like to pick and roll

.40 cal will break yo shit, like sticks and stones

If the pack moving slow, we gone hit the stove

If you not with me, you against me, what you trying to do

Posted, but for the right price, I'm flying to you

I'm the reason why yo main b***h be lying to you

Either way you hit, man you better off trying to truth

I think god came to me in my dreams

Said what you want, what you need

Looked him dead in his face

Said I could go for some lean

A block bender, hit the scene

Now I'm wiping it clean

I ain't asking for no trust

I just ask you believe

Knock the V off a n***a Vlone, f**k it he gone

No face no case, n***a that's the street code

N***a it's get down or lay down, that's what we on

S**t I'm finna hit the lab, what Lo and Freak on

(57 World, yeah yeah)