A song made by Afrobits
A song made by Afrobits
Yah mon, di streets dem cold
Only di strong survive, yuh know
Grow up inna concrete jungle where di weak can't last
Every day mi hustle hard, never living in di past
Dem bwoy deh chat pure things but dem nuh built like we
Real badman inna di zone, dat's di code of di street
Nuh trust nobody, keep yuh circle tight and small
One wrong move and yuh empire start fi fall
Money pon mi mind, respect inna mi name
From Waterhouse to Jungle, everybody know di game
Street code, street code, dat's how we survive
Only di realest make it out alive
Street code, street code, hustle every day
If yuh nuh strong enough, stay outta mi way
Big up, bless up, forward
Dem see mi rise from nothing now dem waan fi pull mi down
But mi nah go let dem tek mi crown
Every scar tell a story, every move calculated
Di streets made mi ruthless, never graduated
Nuh sympathy fi snitch, nuh mercy fi di fake
Real recognize real, dat's di only way mi operate
From sunrise to sunset, grinding nonstop
Di ghetto youth dem hungry and we climbing to di top
Street code, street code, dat's how we survive
Only di realest make it out alive
Street code, street code, hustle every day
If yuh nuh strong enough, stay outta mi way
One love, irie
Di streets nuh sleep and neither do I
Badman ting till di day mi die, yah mon