The Rules
Got more rules got more vision got new plan
Got no hommies got no niggas got no friends
Hiphopife too many niggas gon make you lack ey!
Yeah it's lit
All this fame they got no bull
Make it rain, you think you got it too
I'm breaking the record cuz I don't smoke the woods
We back on stage, now we just hit the hood
Thank god for the game
You wanna play, then play it by the rules
My teacher told me that I'm not meant for book
We cut the waves and now I spray the book
Put on two tone Cuban link mama neck
I
Am just telling how I did it am the next
I know that I'm the best
I know that you are suppressed
Regardless of the stress we gon make it and go flex
Struggle like a killer
Pop it like a beamer
Got a lot of haters
Underdawg got they got it out here
Oh my oh my what a wonderful time
When you throw and bring it up at the time
You guess you will bring your mind
Alright yeah
Oh my oh my what a wonderful time
When you throw and bring it up at the time
You guess you will bring your mind
That's the way that I get it all time
Yeah it's lit
All this fame they got no bull
Make it rain, you think you got it too
I'm breaking the record cuz I don't smoke the woods
We back on stage, now we just hit the hood
Thank god for the game
You wanna play, then play it by the rules
My teacher told me that I'm not meant for book
You're chasing all the fame
I bought the chains you gon change your
Ways cuz I tatted all the name
I don't know what that I did to you and am asking why the blame
Every time, anytime that I get it wrong
Baby you're the one that change
Every time I get it right you say am wrong
Baby girl you know that I don't mean no wrong
I'm calling right back you should go and pick the phone
I've been asking been what I've done for You think that I'm the clone
I'm alone oh baby am alone
Social sites distracted you from me now You just on your own
We just climbing on the top to make sure we sit on our throne
All this fame they got no bull
Make it rain, you think you got it too
I'm breaking the record cuz I don't smoke the woods
We back on stage, now we just hit the hood
Thank god for the game
You wanna play, then play it by the rules
My teacher told me that I'm not meant for book
We cut the waves and now I spray the book
Got no hommies got no niggas got no friends
Hiphopife too many niggas gon make you lack ey!
Yeah it's lit
All this fame they got no bull
Make it rain, you think you got it too
I'm breaking the record cuz I don't smoke the woods
We back on stage, now we just hit the hood
Thank god for the game
You wanna play, then play it by the rules
My teacher told me that I'm not meant for book
We cut the waves and now I spray the book
Put on two tone Cuban link mama neck
I
Am just telling how I did it am the next
I know that I'm the best
I know that you are suppressed
Regardless of the stress we gon make it and go flex
Struggle like a killer
Pop it like a beamer
Got a lot of haters
Underdawg got they got it out here
Oh my oh my what a wonderful time
When you throw and bring it up at the time
You guess you will bring your mind
Alright yeah
Oh my oh my what a wonderful time
When you throw and bring it up at the time
You guess you will bring your mind
That's the way that I get it all time
Yeah it's lit
All this fame they got no bull
Make it rain, you think you got it too
I'm breaking the record cuz I don't smoke the woods
We back on stage, now we just hit the hood
Thank god for the game
You wanna play, then play it by the rules
My teacher told me that I'm not meant for book
You're chasing all the fame
I bought the chains you gon change your
Ways cuz I tatted all the name
I don't know what that I did to you and am asking why the blame
Every time, anytime that I get it wrong
Baby you're the one that change
Every time I get it right you say am wrong
Baby girl you know that I don't mean no wrong
I'm calling right back you should go and pick the phone
I've been asking been what I've done for You think that I'm the clone
I'm alone oh baby am alone
Social sites distracted you from me now You just on your own
We just climbing on the top to make sure we sit on our throne
All this fame they got no bull
Make it rain, you think you got it too
I'm breaking the record cuz I don't smoke the woods
We back on stage, now we just hit the hood
Thank god for the game
You wanna play, then play it by the rules
My teacher told me that I'm not meant for book
We cut the waves and now I spray the book
Credits
Writer(s): Odo Ndubuisi
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