The Rules

Listen to me
What bruh?
I have one task for you
Okay, what is it, son?
Follow these rules
Excuse me?
Hear what I have to say
Ha you funny
I promised you need them
Alright shut up bruh, I don't wanna hear all that, shut up (Yeah, yeah, look)

Rule number one: run that shotgun, become number one, and show them how it's done
Rule number two: watch how you move, never know what these people finna do
Rule number three: believe in your dreams, that's the key to always set yourself free (Yeah, yeah)
Rule number four: put your foot on the door, always take what is yours and tell them you want more (Look, yeah, yeah)

Rule number one: run that shotgun, become number one, and show them how it's done
Rule number two: watch how you move, never know what these people finna do
Rule number three: believe in your dreams, that's the key to always set yourself free
Rule number four: put your foot on the door, always take what is yours and tell them you want more
Rule number five: don't be a bad guy, unless you want to end up in homicide
Rule number six: watch your lips, might end up being caught up in the mix
Rule number seven: don't end up a felon, God is your weapon, protection from heaven
Rule number eight: obtain your own plate, follow these rules before it's too late

I got these rules, man they here for a reason
This is the truth, people switch like the season
I'm givin' you full, I am not here for teasin'
Callin' Rick Ross in case people stay schemin'
Run that shotgun fake it out like play action
My name's Germain but I'm not part of Jackson
This is my music, I do it with passion
I am part human, got music my fusion

Can't walk with my hoodie on, be the next Trayvon
Hope to see 23, MJ and LeBron
World full of body bags, can't be a hashtag
Life is a bad lag with a unique swag
Back to reality, more like a tragedy, I just can't believe that you are my agony
Watch how you move, people on countermoves
Want to see you remove so they make big moves

Won't cause you any harm but you killed me on sight
Pain from the impact, ain't servin' me right
Don't think for one second you're irreplaceable
Don't need me a Kim, anything is possible
I'm ready to go but I'm stuck on a set, therefore I'ma show you what I really got next
All I see is greens, y'all need to be on yellow, but people shoot red until I'm dread dead right?

Rule number one: run that shotgun, become number one
And show them how it's done (Done)
Rule number two: watch how you move, never know what these people finna do (Do)
Rule number three: believe in your dreams, that's the key to always set yourself free (Free)
Rule number four: put your foot on the door, always take what is yours and tell them you want more
(Whoop, Whoop, Whoop, Whoop) (More)
Rule number five: don't be a bad guy, unless you want to end up in homicide (Yup)
Rule number six: watch your lips, might end up bein' caught up in the mix (Mix)
Rule number seven: don't end up a felon, God is your weapon, protection from heaven (Yessir)
Rule number eight: obtain your own plate, follow these rules before it's too late (Whoop)

I'm underrated, call me workaholic
No loose change, don't touch my pocket (Nah)
I want a Grammy but no recognition
In the lab daily, handlin' my business (True)
Sleepless nights in my routine, so I can write these hits when I daydream
I cry about this, if I don't make it, then my world split, but I won't quit (Quit)
I cannot trust people ever again, unless you my fam or fully my man (Facts)
People pretend they're really your friend, you ask for a hand but they leave you instead (Yup)
Callin' me Santa, not ridin' a shed, deliverin' gifts, melody to the head (Head)
I'm viewed as a villain, display me as Frieza, I'm colder than freezer, never want to be ya

They ask me are you really that stress? Yes
Desire one day be the best? Yep
To the point you can never debate, Aye
And eatin' all good on my plate, Yay
I'm givin' my all, man I know I got flaws, when I say that I ball, I'm shootin' for the win
You're not part of my kin, I'll still die for your sins, I'm not sayin' I'm Jesus, just a child of God

I grew with pain, hide it better than Spider-Man
Blaise's eminent, hopefully can beat Eminem
Uproar upcomin', Lil Wayne is my next compeer
Stare like a deer, tell me why do you hate me dear?
I'm a masterpiece, I have master peace
People in my street, need something to eat
Always in the stu, can't afford to lose
Don't tell me that I'm not the future news

Rule number one: run that shotgun, become number one, and show them how it's done (Done)
Rule number two: watch how you move, never know what these people finna do (Do)
Rule number three: believe in your dreams, that's the key to always set yourself free (Free)
Rule number four: put your foot on the door, always take what is yours and tell them you want more
(Whoop, Whoop, Whoop, Whoop) (More)
Rule number five: don't be a bad guy, unless you want to end up in homicide (Yup)
Rule number six: watch your lips, might end up bein' caught up in the mix (Mix)
Rule number seven: don't end up a felon, God is your weapon, protection from heaven (Yessir)
Rule number eight: obtain your own plate, follow these rules before it's too late



Credits
Writer(s): Germain-blaise Nkede
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