21 Savage, G Herbo CODE OF HONOR

Not Johnny, cuz, hell nah, man, shit like that was difficult, was like When bro passed that shit was- it wasn't expected 'cause like Like that ain't no nigga you thought that would die, you know what I'm sayin'? Nigga always had a good eye, nigga always on point like the way he move like So like hearin' Johnny died, like what? Like that nigga was untouchable Tattoos cover my face Scars on my whole body On the cup bad, I'm missing Johnny I had shootouts with him right beside me Code of honor, man, it's understood I gave everything to my hood Call me pussy, boy, I wish you would Fuck a shooter, nigga, I'll do it Hundred M's, I done ran through it Iced the bros out like I'm 'posed to do it You think I'm bluffin', nigga, call my jeweler Twenty chains like I'm Rick the Ruler Late night serving, it was just me and my Ruger Hollow hit your head and matter come out your medula Wrecked the hotbox on the move, my mama called a Uber Scared to be myself around you, feel like I might lose you Larry got killed with his mama, I broke into pieces I'ma up this bitch and blam soon as you get to reachin' I was adolescent thuggin', didn't no OG teach me Treated buddy like my blood and he was fuckin' leechin' I just want the best for you, my nigga, I ain't preachin' You got envy in your heart, and that's why we ain't speakin' Soon as I became successful, like our bond weakened Better thank God that I ain't smack your ass and leave you leakin' Tattoos cover my face Scars on my whole body On the cup bad, I'm missing Johnny I had shootouts with him right beside me Code of honor, man, it's understood I gave everything to my hood Call me pussy, boy, I wish you would Fuck a shooter, nigga, I'll do it Worth some millions, I was still posted in the trenches Wartime we goin' for it, like it's fourth and inches (Phew) Poured a four of Act' with Gilly 'fore he took his sentence Old days, he was twice my age, not to mention (Yeah) I told Kobe not to walk home, but he didn't listen (Mhm) I heard every shot go off when them nigga hit him (Damn) Before this rap shit got turnt, I really been on missions That's why anywhere on earth, I blend in with the killers Still remember that first hit, I blew a .32, whole six Back and forth, now this bitch lit, I had to graduate to a stick You ain't never pull up in four whips, jump out (Skrrt), leave everybody on they shit (Grah) I got aim, I don't need no switch, no cap, I'ma empty this bitch quick Can't believe that I got rich Had to move my mama way out to the sticks 'cause nigga wicked I couldn't end up like some ones I once loved, and be a statistic Act like hoes 'cause they can't kick it Or worse than that, they turn to witnesses Beat the streats, sometimes I miss it Dead friends tatted in my skin I lost Greg, damn, I miss my twin I lost Rock, all I did was spin Swear to God, I would do it again In my feelings, got me drug abusin' Only thing that saved me was music Got my Glock on me, I'm ridin', cruisin' Fuck a hitter, nigga, I'll use it