Honor The Code ISO Indies (Ft. Tony Sif)
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[Intro: ConchezYout]
You know, we rhymin' about what is—, what's sincere to us
I mean, we both, we both rappers, we feel like we have a responsibility to be mindful of what we saying
[Chorus: Dillmatic]
Rules to live by, you just gotta honor the code
When you get hot, most people gon' leave you out in the cold
Racing to the top, you hit a few bumps out in the road
So much RIPs, damn, this shit gettin' out of control
[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
All the money in the world won't make you happy now
They gon' feel us, even if it's not the catchy sound
I'm smokin' on that Pacquiao
Mixin' Moët with the Casamigos, feelin' like a happy hour
Pour some up for the doubters (Pour some up)
Pay attention when you walk in the room, two face be sour
In the wait, we used to face the sour
Playin' music off the aux but now we in they search routes
Rules to live by, you just gotta honor the code
When you get hot, most people gon' leave you out in the cold
Racing to the top, you hit a few bumps out in the road
So much RIPs, damn, this shit gettin' out of control
[Interlude: Dillmatic & ConchezYout]
Shit, it's gettin' crazy, you know?
We not gonna make a certain type of record just because that's the type of record we gotta make to make money
We've seen so many people play they self
Talk to 'em, Conchez
ISO (Yeah)
Conchez, uh
You know, we rhymin' about what is—, what's sincere to us
I mean, we both, we both rappers, we feel like we have a responsibility to be mindful of what we saying
[Chorus: Dillmatic]
Rules to live by, you just gotta honor the code
When you get hot, most people gon' leave you out in the cold
Racing to the top, you hit a few bumps out in the road
So much RIPs, damn, this shit gettin' out of control
[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
All the money in the world won't make you happy now
They gon' feel us, even if it's not the catchy sound
I'm smokin' on that Pacquiao
Mixin' Moët with the Casamigos, feelin' like a happy hour
Pour some up for the doubters (Pour some up)
Pay attention when you walk in the room, two face be sour
In the wait, we used to face the sour
Playin' music off the aux but now we in they search routes
Rules to live by, you just gotta honor the code
When you get hot, most people gon' leave you out in the cold
Racing to the top, you hit a few bumps out in the road
So much RIPs, damn, this shit gettin' out of control
[Interlude: Dillmatic & ConchezYout]
Shit, it's gettin' crazy, you know?
We not gonna make a certain type of record just because that's the type of record we gotta make to make money
We've seen so many people play they self
Talk to 'em, Conchez
ISO (Yeah)
Conchez, uh
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