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Album: FREE 6LACK (2016)

Rules

Ha, ha, ha, ha
Working on my rules, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

If my ass give her too much
Like all my vouchers are used up
Like do you really want a new love?
Feel like you're out here tryna choose up
Look I've been out here doing backflips
Like I was training for Olympics
To all the niggas tryna pocket watch
You know that bag got a little bit

My rules, working my rules
Working on my rules, working on my rules
Rolling up a number one
Rolling up a number two
Working on my rules, working on my rules
Rolling up a number one
Rolling up a number two

Roll a number one and no explaining
Roll a number two and no complaining
10, 000 hours like it's nothing
I take my hardest times and turn 'em into something
Don't you lie, don't tell me lies, I don't fuck with that
I tell truth and nothing but it, I'm in love with that
Running through my rules telling you what not to do
Why don't you keep that fake shit and lose your attitude
Know I'm on that Henny
Quick to pull a kidnap
I really saw the [?]
We don't do pretenders
So you should never [?]
Or we gon' 'em dinner

Working on my rules, yeah, my rules
Follow or you lose
Working on my rules, yeah, my rules
You know me to choose
I've been feeling new
You should let me teach you how to move
I've been working on my rules
I've been working on my rules

My rules, working my rules
Working on my rules, working on my rules
Rolling up a number one
Rolling up a number two
Working on my rules, working on my rules
Rolling up a number one
Rolling up a number two

Tell you where I'm at
I was setting these rules, they was running off track
I'm on a high, we on the way
I'm on a high, we on the way
Disobey my rules and we got problems
And I just came out for six years of them shits
[?] the labels and being homeless
I didn't have it, wasn't able
Now I could own it, that's if I want it
I'm way too young for your shit
Way too young to be this lit
Working on my rules
They're the rules that I learned growing up in Zone 6


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