Code (feat. Kwil) Video (MV)

Yeah
Sleaze
Bucket House
Bucket House
I done been through all the shit
All the shit you see in toilets, port-a-potty, dirty jits
What they said when I was younger, I forgive but don't forget
I came up in broken home and now a nigga really lit
Bucket House is still the clique
Down in Charleston, I'm the man
80K to do my thing up in the kitchen in this grand
Love for music since a youth when I was playing in the sand
Out at Folly or at IOP, I'm working on my tan
Black nigga, why you need a tan
I'm just trying to do it different
Trying to paint a different picture
I done came up out of nothing
And you can't compare the feeling,
I ain't drilling, I'm for real-ing
Take a picture for your reel ends
As long as they keep kneeling
Then we gon' keep concealing
I don't care what they talking about
It's like a blunt the way my name be in this nigga mouth
Boy I don't judge, I'm like a wall that you can't pass
Been missing credits all year and this the last class
Class of the hard knocks, Bucketz
I do not f*ck with these niggas, they do not follow the code
All this new shit, it be killing me, I guess I'm getting old
I stand by everything I rap, promise you listen and you sold
They only made me once and after that I broke the mold
I do not f*ck with these niggas, they do not follow the code
All this new shit, it be killing me, I guess I'm getting old
I stand by everything I rap, promise you listen and you sold
They only made me once and after that I broke the mold
When you see Kwil collabing with Sleeze Bucketz
You feel the track, got a mean budget
You still wack and I see you frontin',
Wanna pill my cap I see you mean muggin',
I be dream touchin
You gon' see me snap til them screens bussin
She gon' need a nap after we f*ckin
Y'all normally cappin', be e-thuggin
Y'all be buggin
I don't need nothin',
Don't accept no favors
Tree puffin',
Exceptional flavors
Gon' read somethin',
Unacceptable behavior
Your queen lovin',
I slept with the neighbor
Every time that I rap, you're in danger
That's why I'm able to get respect from these strangers
Every time I'm on the track, shit is major
Without a label, we get a check and get paid, bruh
On the jet while I'm laid up
With your bitch get me neck
Watch her sweat with her legs up
All the debt better pay up
All this shit goin' up, couple steps from your grave, bruh
No respect for the haters
In my Mitchell and Ness, I ain't stressin' about paper
I'm so blessed that I'm catered to
When your bitch wanna sex with my flex like the mayor
Bet that's a layup
Where you live, the respect can be made up
All I give, I'm the best and I'm favored
Stand on biz, I got step-ups to take
That's my question for later
Who the f*ck told y'all you can rap
Cause who the f*ck told y'all it was cap
Your music suck, that's all, just the facts
You should've stuck to playin' or the track
I do not f*ck with these niggas, they do not follow the code
All this new shit, it be killin' me, I guess I'm gettin' old
I stand by everything I rap, promise you listen, and you sold
They only made me once, and after that, I broke the mold