Rumours
Yessir!
Let's go
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck that talk)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck you thought?)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Oh not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(No room)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Yea, yea)
Keep it, keep it low-key something like a tuba
That's just how I maneuver
Cuz niggas'll run up on you Ruger
They gon' show up at your door like a Uber
They got money on yo' head-top
Gouda to hit your medulla
I seen what niggas'll do for the mula
That's why I'm keepin' it straight like a ruler
That's how I grew up
Focused on bringing myself and my crew up
So many plans that I drew up
We just had dinner at Toula
Drinks up when we clink cups with a view of the lake
Talkin' 'bout how we gon' do what it take
Talkin' 'bout how we gon' make the world shake
We all coming to the table with a plate
What you doing in a month, we do a day
Y'all concentrate on who got the juice
And who knockin' boots with who
"What brands he wearing?"
"Who she talking to?"
"Whose block is whose?"
All that gossip news, don't go and get lost and lose
I'll pay any cost to put my stocks into unlocking truth
Who would've thunk it?
I used to be on some lazy and dumb shit
That kid who would take the test and then flunk it
But I knew deep in my heart I'd be something
Ended up finding my way with a compass
Now I'm stuntin' out here doing frontflips
Now I'm jumping from the free throw
Put the ball through my legs, then dunk it
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck that talk)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck you thought?)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Oh not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(No room)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Yea, yea)
Let's go
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck that talk)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck you thought?)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Oh not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(No room)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Yea, yea)
Keep it, keep it low-key something like a tuba
That's just how I maneuver
Cuz niggas'll run up on you Ruger
They gon' show up at your door like a Uber
They got money on yo' head-top
Gouda to hit your medulla
I seen what niggas'll do for the mula
That's why I'm keepin' it straight like a ruler
That's how I grew up
Focused on bringing myself and my crew up
So many plans that I drew up
We just had dinner at Toula
Drinks up when we clink cups with a view of the lake
Talkin' 'bout how we gon' do what it take
Talkin' 'bout how we gon' make the world shake
We all coming to the table with a plate
What you doing in a month, we do a day
Y'all concentrate on who got the juice
And who knockin' boots with who
"What brands he wearing?"
"Who she talking to?"
"Whose block is whose?"
All that gossip news, don't go and get lost and lose
I'll pay any cost to put my stocks into unlocking truth
Who would've thunk it?
I used to be on some lazy and dumb shit
That kid who would take the test and then flunk it
But I knew deep in my heart I'd be something
Ended up finding my way with a compass
Now I'm stuntin' out here doing frontflips
Now I'm jumping from the free throw
Put the ball through my legs, then dunk it
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck that talk)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Fuck you thought?)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Naw, naw, naw)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Oh not at all)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(No room)
Got no room for a rumour, got no room for a rumour
(Yea, yea)
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