This is a song about "Cody the homie"

That's boa, see that's my set

Just like the homie biggie said

To the homie wit no discretion

What up girl, tell me how you been

I don't think so...homie don't play that from the get go

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

But the thing is homie theres no easy way

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised