Lyrics G:Code - LeVeon Bell, Lil Durk

G:Code

I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
A lot of them niggas go kill if I tell 'em
And niggas gonna try to snake me out if I let 'em
My dawg came home for a murder, it was fishy
Only time you really make it out is by a stretcher
My close cousin if I was dead, it’d be better
Man, I regret I had nothing in the stretcher
Can’t pop a dot too strong, need a Tesla
Jeans by Amiri, two thousand for the sweater
My homie got my homie bitch pregnant, it was hectic
I’m from Chicago, I sleep with my weapon
I know a old head who snitch he infected
My and they did it (Come on)
I done got high, got nervous
I done went broke twice, kept splurging
Made her play with her pussy in person
'Cause that FaceTime really wasn’t working
Two cars from the jail, I’m a merchant
Gotta talk to my dawg, it’s urgent
Gotta talk to my child, it’s urgent
Know a bitch set you up for some purses
Them niggas keep dying in the streets
My tape went diamond in the streets
I ain’t gon' talk about no murders
I ain’t gon' talk about no robberies
I ain’t gon' trick up on no scammers
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m…
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m…
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
No, I can’t tell them, I’m sorry
No, I can’t tell on him, I’m sorry
I don’t know about no bodies, I’m sorry
I don’t know about no, I’m sorry, yeah
Sorry, not sorry
If you play games, you get played like Atari
You on the bench, please don’t talk 'til you startin'
This life shit a movie, I’m the one that be starring
I’m in the gym like I play in the garden
They know I’m balling just like I am Harden
These bitches know my pockets the largest
They see the foreigns a nigga be parking
I got these diamonds, they shining on me
That’s why these bitches be flying to me
These bitches geeking, ain’t for no reason
I got a different bitch come every weekend
I got these niggas, they hating on me
I got these bitches, they waiting on me
They say the internet is undefeated, but not one time have I felt defeated, yeah
Bitches, I got them addicted, I gotta watch my back knowing they wicked, yeah
Fucking with me, it get sticky, I blow a ticket 'cause I got no limit, yeah
She ride with me 'cause I’m winning, they hate that I’m spitting,
I take that offensive, yeah
I get to stop and say «Fuck all my critics»
I done it, they hate that I did it, yeah
I ain’t gon' talk about no murders
I ain’t gon' talk about no robberies
I ain’t gon' trick up on no scammers
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m…
I can’t tell on them, I’m sorry
I can’t tell on them, I’m…
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
Stick to the G code
No, I can’t tell them, I’m sorry
No, I can’t tell on him, I’m sorry
I don’t know about no bodies, I’m sorry
I don’t know about no, I’m sorry, yeah