Future - Code of Silence lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future - Code of Silence lyrics]
Yeah yeah you know all that shit goin'
You know what I'm sayin'
I don't lose in this shit
Someone overdosed, I dissed blew up gas
Homicides, no discussions
Take it to the casket
Pellucid, can't say I ain't been afraid
No excuses, truth is, no excuses
Caught a new V in this blue fleece
I grind harded like a rebel like a new sense
Raised up from poverty, make a movie
You get no credit escapin' it out
Should have knew this
Talk the code of silence, thеy gotta prove it
I did dirty, did molly, they a student
Turn a angеl to a sinner
That's the life I lead
Finna pray death to the grave
Finna pray to the streets
Prayed on my bank ac', prayed on my fame
Raw new material, comin' out my veins
Make through the difficult
No room to complain
I'm the topic of grieving when
I'm on the plane
Cherishin' my blessings out of the Range
Imma expect you to understand
The bond we exchange
Solid in this, someone should have sued
Bein' toxic, don't want it, mentally abused
Someone overdosed, I dissed blew up gas
Homicides, no discussions
Take it to the casket
Pellucid, can't say I ain't been afraid
No excuses, truth is, no excuses
Caught a new V in this blue fleece
I grind harded like a rebel like a new sense
Raised up from poverty, make a movie
You get no credit escapin' it out
Should have knew this
Talk the code of silence
You know what I'm sayin'
I don't lose in this shit
Someone overdosed, I dissed blew up gas
Homicides, no discussions
Take it to the casket
Pellucid, can't say I ain't been afraid
No excuses, truth is, no excuses
Caught a new V in this blue fleece
I grind harded like a rebel like a new sense
Raised up from poverty, make a movie
You get no credit escapin' it out
Should have knew this
Talk the code of silence, thеy gotta prove it
I did dirty, did molly, they a student
Turn a angеl to a sinner
That's the life I lead
Finna pray death to the grave
Finna pray to the streets
Prayed on my bank ac', prayed on my fame
Raw new material, comin' out my veins
Make through the difficult
No room to complain
I'm the topic of grieving when
I'm on the plane
Cherishin' my blessings out of the Range
Imma expect you to understand
The bond we exchange
Solid in this, someone should have sued
Bein' toxic, don't want it, mentally abused
Someone overdosed, I dissed blew up gas
Homicides, no discussions
Take it to the casket
Pellucid, can't say I ain't been afraid
No excuses, truth is, no excuses
Caught a new V in this blue fleece
I grind harded like a rebel like a new sense
Raised up from poverty, make a movie
You get no credit escapin' it out
Should have knew this
Talk the code of silence