Lyrics Break The Rules - August.III

I break the rules
Circle stay tight, why
Know that I pick n I choose
Cause I'm on the top, I
Know that I'm never gone lose
I just creep through the night night
Never see me in the news
I just ride in the coop
You know that I break the rules

Blowing that paper the plane I
I, I'll be in Canada
I'm tryna build me a mansion
Money I add it up
Stick to the paper the plan you know that we run it up
Might take a flight out to dam cause
Sometimes I've have enough

Cause I'm with my team on the grind on that regular
No wasting time I be writing these rhymes in the studio
I be a veteran
I've got your b on my line she want
Tryna give me time she be all on my cellular
So I tell her come over nine n bring all of your friends
And a pack of the lemon in

Cause I be one of hell of a guy
Bottles of Sprite bring me the lighter quick
She telling me I'm her type I know she like the dick
Got remedies that she like the the pack with
Rum n ice I'm dressed in that design

I'm keeping my pen on that paper I write with a passion
I said rules get broke
I be with my team getting money on repeat
No weak what weed you smoke
See me in that Nike tracksuit that light skin move like GI Joe
Said she really want that brudda from Leeds I know
Like please I go
Like please I know
Straight to the top stack ps we grow

I break the rules
Circle stay tight, why
Know that I pick n I choose
Cause I'm on the top, I
Know that I'm never gone lose
I just creep through the night night
Never see me In the news
I just ride in the coop
You know that I break the rules

Blowing that paper the plane I
I, I'll be in Canada
I'm tryna build me a mansion
Money I add it up
Stick to the paper the plan you know that we run it up
Might take a flight out to dam cause sometimes I've have enough