Honor The Code

[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

[Verse 2: ConchezYout]
Shit be out of control, niggas be sellin' they soul
Sippin' from the fountain of the youth, you never get old
If it don't serve me any purpose, I'm lettin' it go
Take the same shots, same spot, hit like ten in a row (Woah)
Ain't no way we backin' down (Nah)
Always smellin' like a pack of loud, y'all smellin' like some bacalhau (Niggas fishy)
Fake niggas, y'all is not allowed (Nope)
Can't believe I'm 'bout to have a child, the feeling, know it's kinda wild
Takin' wifey for her ultrasound (Word)
I'm just tryna make my family proud, y'all sticky like Orlando Brown
Just be careful who you keep around (Word)
Yeah, 'cause niggas really moving foul and I ain't got the time right now (I don't got the time)

[Chorus: ConchezYout]
Rules to live by, you just gotta honor the code
When you get hot, most people gon' leave you out in the cold (Yeah)
Racing to the top, you hit a few bumps out in the road
So much RIPs, damn, this shit gettin' out of control

[Outro: ConchezYout]
Shit is crazy
And then you got people who continue to make good music
Whether it's put out independently or in a major or whatever
And that always exists
So if you into hip-hop, there's always good music to find
I ain't never been the type of person to be like
"Oh, hip-hop had a bad year this year", or
"It wasn't no good records"
I could always find a good [?], I don't know about you (Break that shit)