Lyrics:
of y’all niggaz don’t know tha rules
Chorus-
We gon play by tha rules X4
Play by- play by – play by tha rules X4
Verse 2
See tha game ain’t got no
to myself
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
Practice makes perfect
I'm still tryna learn it by heart
Eat, sleep, and breathe it
All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
drinks
Haunted by the thoughts of
Second album sophomore jinx
Where did I fail? Death threats
Woke up in cold sweats
Thinkin' about all these murders that
How could I care for them
They wasn't there for him
That boy in rare form
In all black again
1st 48 to 48th and Ames with Addadkis
Survived three
left
Downed a bottle, ran through all three cans, damn, one nica left
Oh my God, dreaming of a time, we just planning mullahs
Sipping wine, damn my lady
Praise god bro
This the shit we live by
Yeah, this the shit we live by
This the shit we live by
Aii bet, cmon
Rule number one never let nobody play
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
momentary happiness or footprints in the sand
No pedal to the metal chase or cigarettes in hand
All good I'll get by
But I hope you understand
The same
right now
It's just, me, Aaron
We just happy to give you guys this mixtape man
Hold y'all over 'til the album come
Been working on that motherfucker
Rule number 1, stack your money don't focus on them bitches
Rule number 2, don't play no game get outta dem trenches
Rule number 3, stay locked in
so right, let's just do it
One more time
Okay
So, in two, three, four
I know this all sounds cliche
Hold two, three, four
But it works, what can I say
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
three Jordan's in my closet
Gotta pay to prove that you make the rules by the bank you make in your deposit
I got shit to lose cause I made it through
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
the drains or train tracks
Trying to avoid the cops
My mate was skating in the sewers
Free as an eagle
Got held up by three pricks holding a needle
They robbed
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
a few notes
He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
Shake a real nigga hand errtime u
See em' see em' see em'
Young Flashy Nigga shinin'
Like i got on 3m 3m 3m 3m
Label nigga wanna sign me tell em' I
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