Verse 1) It’s the cold of the street, where we live by the heat, Gotta watch your back, everybody packin' a piece. No peace, just the sound of sirens in the distance, You either pushin’ weight or you tryna keep resistance. Homies in the trap, every day’s another hustle, Money, power, respect—yeah, we flexin' muscle. Police on the block, but they never see the truth, System rigged, got us stuck since we was in our youth. Now it's hard livin', duckin' from the blue lights, One wrong move, get caught up in the gunfight. Life on the edge, and you can’t trust a soul, Cold nights, dark days, got me losin' control. (Chorus) We live by the street code, never fold, In the game too deep, heart turn cold. Money and power, we pay with our soul, Survivin’ in the jungle, man, that's the goal. Street code, yeah, we ridin' in the dark, Keep it low-key, gotta move smart. Crime life, never know when you’ll depart, But we stay solid, that’s how we play our part. (Verse 2) Eyes wide open, gotta stay alert, Enemies lurkin’, puttin’ faces on a shirt. Trust no one, ‘cause the streets full of lies, Everybody schemin’, tryna get a piece of the pie. Seen my homie go down, caught a case, Now he locked up, doin' time without a trace. Ain’t no love here, just the hunger and the grind, Stackin' cash, breakin' laws, riskin' all on the line. Flippin' packs, dodgin' feds, this the way it go, Bullets flyin', never know who gon' take the blow. In this concrete jungle, ain’t no second chance, So you dance with the devil, tryna enhance. (Chorus) We live by the street code, never fold, In the game too deep, heart turn cold. Money and power, we pay with our soul, Survivin’ in the jungle, man, that's the goal. Street code, yeah, we ridin' in the dark, Keep it low-key, gotta move smart. Crime life, never know when you’ll depart, But we stay solid, that’s how we play our part. (Bridge) We live fast, no guarantee to last, In a world where the future stuck in the past. Caught up in the crime, can’t escape the grind, But in the heart of the streets, it’s where we find our kind. (Verse 3) Street lights flicker, shadows on the pavement, Bodies droppin' down, but nobody makin' statements. Snitches get stitches, that's the way it’s been, You either ride or you die, caught up in the sin. Cash rules everything, but it come with a price, Blood spilled for the dollar, that’s the roll of the dice. From the corner to the cell, it’s a vicious cycle, Gotta stay alive, keep your finger on the rifle. In the alleys, in the blocks, it’s survival mode, Lost souls in the dark, carryin' heavy loads. Ain’t no way out, but we dream of escape, Till then, we hustle, tryna seal our fate. (Chorus) We live by the street code, never fold, In the game too deep, heart turn cold. Money and power, we pay with our soul, Survivin’ in the jungle, man, that's the goal. Street code, yeah, we ridin' in the dark, Keep it low-key, gotta move smart. Crime life, never know when you’ll depart, But we stay solid, that’s how. © Copyright (Lyric By XYZ 2KIV)
