No Rules
I'm putting in the time like I'm supposed to
'Cause I ain't got the the time to wait for those who making slow moves
I'm living like it's no rules, you're old news homie
You ain't the go to, only the ones that know who phony ain't fucking with you
I'm puffing a blunt as I guzzle liquor
And I wanted something bigger since back when I bumped the Kicker
Ever since I was seventeen
I steady kept it extra clean
I'm headed for some heavy jeans
The money come and never leaves and best believe, you're forcing it
I'ma run my course in this
Until I open up the garage door and got a Porsche to whip
Shit is glorious my tactic real
I been a savage with the classic feel
I'm running shit like track and field
I'm just spitting facts
That's something that's rare lately
Keep my feet moving when they're shady
Keep the weed fumes in the air daily
They don't compare mainly 'cause I'm the one who be killing shit
It isn't fair maybe 'cause frankly, they cannot keep up with the state of my mind
You can try it all you want but you've been staying behind
I'm 'bout to grab the loud to pack a pound and crack open a Cats Meow
I'm laughing at 'em now because they always coming back around
I feel the irony
I'm 'bout the work entirely
Until the private island beach is where the pilots flying me
Impossible for me to do this quietly
Making noise, I got more paper than the paper boy, that's why I'm smiling
I need a Rollie Blue Diamond like the almonds
Balenci for the garments and some Fendi as an option
I'm ready for the mosh pit so you best proceed with caution
I'm invested with no promise of success and still I want it
And it's best for me to get this off my chest, I beg your pardon
'Cause unless I get a check I'm gonna step away regardless
It's heartless ain't it
Said you ain't in the conversation
And I'm often faded
I ain't do this in moderation
Just an observation of mine
My paper in mind
You blatantly lie
I know I'm 'bout to make it from rhymes
I write music and then I spend nights grooming it steadily
I do it relentlessly
Bright future ahead of me
I know this life is what you make it homie
I'm 'bout to win the game and take the trophy
Skate off like I'm Andrew Brophy
I already knew that this would happen way ahead of time
And ain't nobody ever stopping me from getting mines
'Cause I ain't got the the time to wait for those who making slow moves
I'm living like it's no rules, you're old news homie
You ain't the go to, only the ones that know who phony ain't fucking with you
I'm puffing a blunt as I guzzle liquor
And I wanted something bigger since back when I bumped the Kicker
Ever since I was seventeen
I steady kept it extra clean
I'm headed for some heavy jeans
The money come and never leaves and best believe, you're forcing it
I'ma run my course in this
Until I open up the garage door and got a Porsche to whip
Shit is glorious my tactic real
I been a savage with the classic feel
I'm running shit like track and field
I'm just spitting facts
That's something that's rare lately
Keep my feet moving when they're shady
Keep the weed fumes in the air daily
They don't compare mainly 'cause I'm the one who be killing shit
It isn't fair maybe 'cause frankly, they cannot keep up with the state of my mind
You can try it all you want but you've been staying behind
I'm 'bout to grab the loud to pack a pound and crack open a Cats Meow
I'm laughing at 'em now because they always coming back around
I feel the irony
I'm 'bout the work entirely
Until the private island beach is where the pilots flying me
Impossible for me to do this quietly
Making noise, I got more paper than the paper boy, that's why I'm smiling
I need a Rollie Blue Diamond like the almonds
Balenci for the garments and some Fendi as an option
I'm ready for the mosh pit so you best proceed with caution
I'm invested with no promise of success and still I want it
And it's best for me to get this off my chest, I beg your pardon
'Cause unless I get a check I'm gonna step away regardless
It's heartless ain't it
Said you ain't in the conversation
And I'm often faded
I ain't do this in moderation
Just an observation of mine
My paper in mind
You blatantly lie
I know I'm 'bout to make it from rhymes
I write music and then I spend nights grooming it steadily
I do it relentlessly
Bright future ahead of me
I know this life is what you make it homie
I'm 'bout to win the game and take the trophy
Skate off like I'm Andrew Brophy
I already knew that this would happen way ahead of time
And ain't nobody ever stopping me from getting mines
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Writer(s): Jack Previte
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