Cracking the Code

By Big Bill

On The Mission

Released on May 5, 2022

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(Buying me a ticket I think I get these blues away)

I'm cracking the code

(I just don't wanna stay here to spend another empty day)

I don't suppose to be here right now give me a plane ticket

How you want me to stay the same and you be lane switching

Decisions before you make them need to stick to your reasoning

These people be lame don't even take care of thеir children

Came straight from the ribs thеy losing their brain

They be fame fishing for deals but they can't even swim

Imma big dawg in the sea I'm taking off limbs in the sea imma shark

Don't need to be on the film if you blind you can still see that I'm gonna go far

You not taking my seat yea I sit where I want to feel like Rosa Parks

Still got stainless shirts when I was a kid I couldn't even go to a park

Toe to toe or bar for bar you don't come close to me sub par

And I feel like everybody watching me like One and Six and park

Ain't no parking me

Ain't no stopping me

I'm just cruising thru bars doing the impossible like Tom

Missing nobody cause they was faking

The pharmacies really Satan

They need you to stay a patient so they can keep getting paid

So many people unfaithful

I need to learn to stay patient

Feel like I'm gambling in Vegas and I can't lose it all

Rappers rapidly scrambling catalogs

Tryna get another hit but like humpty they took a fall

I'm cracking the code

(Buying me a ticket I think I get these blues away)

(I just don't wanna stay here to spend another empty day)

I Tell my bros they know the code

Can't fuck with no groupies them niggas don't get no money I just speak in code

Roll another wood I count them digits my bros know the code

Told the opps to keep my name up out they mouth or drop the lo'

Count it up I run a couple thousand off them sitting digits

Told the bitch if she gon shake some ass then shake it for some digits

Three the type of niggas that's gon pull up in them four wheel drives

Me and Bill the type of figures that's gon pull up with the digits

Catch me in the meta-verse

I'm in another world

Be over there just in my zone

High ass Trump I roll a wood

I remember them days I was just serving door dash

Out here really just purling woods

Swerving that SRT the tents on flee

I race get to the jugg

(Buying me a ticket I think I get these blues away)

I'm cracking the code

(I just don't wanna stay here to spend another empty day)