Текст песни Play By No Rules - Maurii

Gotta keep my stick, no matter where I go
She keep breakin' my heart, I gotta let her go
I gotta keep going push it, nigga, know that I ain't pussy
We treatin' you just like a rookie, we the vets

They know I'm ridin' for my dawgs, that's fasho'
That nigga act too crazy, we might tag his toe
Like hollon bro go brazy, make that nigga bleed
If that nigga run up, all I know is squeeze
Just need mo' money, That nigga he ain't on nothin'
We gon' wipe his nose if his shit get slimey
My brothers do this shit, yeah, they really grimey

I ain't gotta shoot shit, I know that they gon' step
You do some shit right, you get left well thats just what you dealt
I slide with hammers like hollon' nigga, get you nailed
We hang you up, a family portrait, put you on a shelf

I'm like hollon' damn, He in the road bleedin' out, but I don't give a damn
I'm in the crib, countin' money, chasing dividends
If that nigga diss up on me, it won't never end

I'm with that K-L-A-N
I'm like Hollon' wait, I don't need new friends
They like Hollon' wait, we can make amends
These demons on my shoulder, they want me to let them in

They wanna see into my life, but I can't let them in
No, I can't let them in, I can't let them in
No, I can't let them in, I can't let them in
Hold up wait, beat him like he stole something

My brother claim he slatt, cause he say his nose runnin
Well go and get that nigga, go and wipe his nose
Yeah, they say my songs get boring, switch my flow
Hold up wait I don't need your opinion

If that nigga run up, we gon' get to hittin'
Oh, that's all I know
That nigga claim he hard, well, just let me know
762 goin' through his body

He gon' make the news
He sayin' that he like that, he got somethin' to prove
No, no, I don't fight bad, them bullets knock you loose
I ain't playin' fair, ain't playin' by the rules

Gotta keep my stick, no matter where I go
She keep breakin' my heart, I gotta let her go
I gotta keep going push it, nigga, know that I ain't pussy
We treatin' you just like a rookie, we the vets

They know I'm ridin' for my dawgs, that's fasho'
That nigga act too crazy, we might tag his toe
Like hollon bro go brazy, make that nigga bleed
If that nigga run up, all I know is squeeze