[Intro]
Soldier boy
Oh, my little soldier boy
I'll be true to—
Shut the fuck up

[Verse 1]
I never stop thinkin', so the rappin' never stoppin'
I don't aim to make a racket but I'll ball with a topspin
No one can match the length that I run
Check the hurdles lately that I've been mothafuckin' hoppin'
Kids like your drop before your album ever drops in
But y'all better check the time
I mean, you better watch it like a wrist
Killin' it with every rhyme, I don't care who watchin' this
This is the code that I live by
Guns spittin' bullets but I get so much ammunition
Soon they gon' refill the magazine, at least that's what they wishin'
Create a mess in my kitchen then throw away the dishes
I spit about my own fuckin' life
I don't ever gotta cater to what you fuckers like
This is my passion and I spit to my own mic
Sit with methbombs in class but all I wanna do is write
Freedom of speech is my fuckin' right (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So just like everything, it's use it or lose it
If I wanna change my content, it's my choice to move it
I got a voice layer 'fraid of the power
If it was my choice, I'd turn this year into an hour
They just scared of what would happen if I got to the top
Would I stay there? Would I let it all drop?
Back down and hit their heads that didn't believe
No longer locked out
People yellin', "Yo, who gave this kid the key?"
[Chorus]
It's the code that I live by
I'm real so it's a question of how not why
It's just the code that I live by
This is an endeavor for future, so this is do-or-die
It's the code that I live by
Do-do-do-do-do-or-die (Yeah)
Do-do-do-or-die
Do-do-do-do-or-doe

[Bridge]
[?] another one of those gangster hits

[Verse 2]
Yo, but maybe I'm not that good
'Cause I ain't from the mothafuckin' hood
Maybe I'll stop rappin' and see if it does me any good
Cut the music, cut the music—
Mmmm, mm-mm
—Nah, I can't take the silence
The music and the melody got too many words behind it
I'm on fire and I need a fuckin' vent
I wanna be the face even Alzheimer's can't forget, haha
Life ain't about no rainbows
Gasoline dribbled on the mothafuckin' pavement
The road's gotten rough, only the truth can pave it
Hip-hop's a mess and for some reason, I got the need to save it
Put the success on my math test and watch the teacher grade it
Y'all gonna be surprised when I actually make it
But this is who I am
And I never ever fuckin' change it
[Chorus]
It's just the code that I live by
I'm real so it's a question of how not why
It's just the, it's just the— (Yeah)
It's just the code that I live by
This is an endeavor for the future, so this is do-or-die
It's just the, it's just the— (Yeah)
Do-or-die
It's just the code that I live by
Do-do-do-do, it's do-or-die (Yeah, yeah)
It's just the code that I live by