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no rules - starlito lyrics

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[chorus]
these streets ain’t got no rules, i ain’t got nothing to prove
if you ain’t got nothing to lose, then i ain’t f-cking with you my n-gga
these streets ain’t got no rules, and i ain’t got nothing to prove
if you ain’t got nothing to lose, then i ain’t f-cking with you my n-gga

[verse 1]
should i cop a plea or fight ’em, i just got indicted
and that bullsh-t don’t excite me, f-ck if you don’t like me
i got n-ggas hiding they hoes, ducking, tucking ice in
i heard n-ggas getting shot at they shows, need another hypeman
i got this s-xy chocolate bunny, acts so f-cking lightskin
always texting ’bout some money, ho i’m nothing like them
i was geeked off two tans, i still don’t need no new friends
they say they beefing with slim, well i’ll believe it when i see him
i’m coast to coast with this sh-t, my reputation precedes me
i really ain’t f-cking with n-ggas, they either ungrateful or greedy
they say it’s hard but it’s fair, you gotta take it or leave it
you either hate it or love it, you better stay with a heater, because

[chorus]
these streets ain’t got no rules, i ain’t got nothing to prove
if you ain’t got nothing to lose, then i ain’t f-cking with you my n-gga
these streets ain’t got no rules, and i ain’t got nothing to prove
if you ain’t got nothing to lose, then i ain’t f-cking with you my n-gga

[verse 2]
these streets ain’t got no love neither
you ain’t got no plug, leave him
residue on my adidas, heater for a buzzer beater
in the cut where i keep it
yeah i’m clutching, i don’t f-ck with people
paper like a trapper keeper, safe look like i rap for qc
free c murder, i was taking notes from master p
idolizing soulja slim, are y’all really down to die with me?
i stay in my mirror so don’t pull up on the side of me
i got mine with me, i’ma ask questions later
they don’t even need private eyes, go on ig to investigate you
stop trying to impress them haters and invest the paper
i got the twenties and fifties in the bag right there and a blue strip separate ’em
i move premeditated, you’ll lose if you hesitate

[chorus]
these streets ain’t got no rules, i ain’t got nothing to prove
if you ain’t got nothing to lose, then i ain’t f-cking with you my n-gga
these streets ain’t got no rules, and i ain’t got nothing to prove
if you ain’t got nothing to lose, then i ain’t f-cking with you my n-gga

[outro]
godd-mnit, you’re a godd-mn g*nius
you must have a godd-mn iq of 160
you are godd-mn gifted

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