Rule 1 is
Never fold
Never snitch
If them people ask
Then keep yo mouth closed
And rule 2
We don't trip on bitches
Or about hoes
Rule 3
I don't never leave the house without my heat
Rule 4 and 5
Keep that 45 up in my reach
Stay up out the mix
Get that chicken nigga
Fuck the beef
But still it's fuck the peace
You know ain't no love up in them streets
I feel in love wit fuckin up the beats
But fuck a rap nigga
I ain't linking up and doin feats
Niggas fake
Swear it be yo own people tryna compete
Watch yo plate
Swear it be yo own niggas tryna leech
Stay awake
That was hard
Cause I was sleeping off the lean
Sleepin on these niggas
When I hear they music
Cause it's weak
I Treat the bitch like she ain't shit
Cause When I see her ion speak
And if my nigga actin like my opp
Then that's how ima treat em
Them niggas quick to post on Instagram
Thats how you know they lyin
I'm wit my bitch
Posted at the crib
Like boy you know the vibes
Put that work in
You know this shit don't happen over night
Boy put that work in
Might even have to put in overtime
They like boy u straight
I say I'm more than fine
Like niggas trippin
I'm juss happy living
Thankful im alive
I can't wear no watch
Cause when I look
I still don't know the time
Me and T
Was on that high speed
He like throw the 9
Like fuck that pistol
We got plenty more guns to pick
It's brothers round me
Fuck a friend
I treat em just like my mother's kids
I can buy this bitch the world
She'll still complain bout some other shit
She don't call me by my rap name
She like boy what's yo government
Bitch I'm doin me
But busy tryna make the rest happy
Niggas fake
But tryna say I'm foul
And threw a tec at me
You told me you was finna throw a slug
But threw a text at me
Keep it coo
And on the net
I dare a nigga step at me
Where I'm from
I take the biggest steps
But ain't no step daddy
I only gave this bitch the tip
Yeah she like daddy throw the rest at me
Sorry love
I ain't tryna fuck
Just throw the neck at me
Like KD
Ima shoot my shot
Brooklyn Nets fashion
I'm wit the bop
I ain't finna talk
Whip my dick out
I See a opp
I ain't finna talk
I whip my stick out
Stand on what I say
Like all 10
No I can't sit down
Clutchin 10 mill
My nigga Mill will
Make you get down
Everytime a nigga shoot his shot
You hear the swish sound
You niggas missin
Shooting all them bricks
Gon tear the rim down
I tell the bitch to stand on what she say
But make her bend down
At first the bitch was really really bae
But she my friend now
I be quick a fix a problem
Keep a hammer keep a tool
Quick to drop a bitch and leave her
Then go get me something new
Maybe 2
Naw for real I be doing what I do
But everyday I still be living by the rules
Lemme take y'all back to school
Rule 1 is
Never fold
Never snitch
If them people ask
Then keep yo mouth closed
And rule 2
We don't trip on bitches
Or about hoes
Rule 3
I don't never leave the house without my heat
Rule 4 and 5
Keep that 45 up in my reach
Stay up out the mix
Get that chicken nigga
Fuck the beef
But still it's fuck the peace
You know ain't no love up in them streets