Sammy Stanza - Rules

They took it, ain't even wanna give my heart away
Had to book it, a nigga had to find a smarter way
I was looking, they had me running through all the plays
Know we cooking, my niggas out here all tryna blaze

First rule of this life, gotta get ya head right
Number two, better keep ya circle small and full
Number three, ain't never been too hard for me
You ain't loyal, you get cut off, there ain't no apology

And as far as I know, I came up in this bitch alone
Only one my mama got, yeah the Lord gave her a loan
It's my right to get this money, you can't tell me that I'm wrong
Calling out for the Lord, hope he ain't got me on hold
Because I been waiting for a long time
Ain't tryna sit and play and be caller number nine
It's a world outside that I'm tryna colonize
Let ambition lead the way, do it with my closed eyes
Because I done sat through them cold nights
Mind racing, hands shaking, still I found a way to write
Arms heavy, still I had to find a way to fight
Had a lot on my plate still I had to take a bite

They took it, ain't even wanna give my heart away
Had to book it, a nigga had to find a smarter way
I was looking, they had me running through all the plays
Know we cooking, my niggas out here all tryna blaze

First rule of this life, gotta get ya head right
Number two, better keep ya circle small and full
Number three, ain't never been too hard for me
You ain't loyal, you get cut off, there ain't no apology

Left some people in the past, well that's where they chapter ended
Though I don't dwell on the past, the good times, they were splendid
But you switched up on a nigga, that painting turned different colors
Now we don't talk at all, at some point we used to be brothers
Charge it to the game, tell em put it on my tab
Sleeping on me but the niggas with me, all insomniacs
Win the match on my lonely, I ain't never need to tag
Palms itching like a fuck, it's like a nigga caught a rash
I done been down, a nigga had his back against the wall
Had a sit down, the time is now I had to make the call
Ain't never gonna get down, it's like a nigga scared of the fall
Tell em sit down, I'm balling so I gotta take the ball

They took it, ain't even wanna give my heart away
Had to book it, a nigga had to find a smarter way
I was looking, they had me running through all the plays
Know we cooking, my niggas out here all tryna blaze

First rule of this life, gotta get ya head right
Number two, better keep ya circle small and full
Number three, ain't never been too hard for me
You ain't loyal, you get cut off, there ain't no apology

Written by:
Samuel Dorelien

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