Lyrics
(Hit-Boy) I don't make the rules
I don't
I don't make the rules I just know the rules
Play it how it go I play it way too smooth
Controlling my own wave you just trolling
Take the pic right now but wait to post it
Can't be giving up the spots
Too many real ones getting popped
Cleaned up with the mop
I'm dropping tears while I skate off in the drop
Nu.WAV
You're not gon' like this, I'mma say it anyway
Shit is real, way too real
We could be gone any day
It's a movie outside they catch you lacking in 6K
I ain't hanging with nobody who ain't got nothing to lose
I'm straight
I don't make the rules I just know the rules
Still got some friends
Just took a head count of 500 blues
Give a f*ck if you don't understand how I move
Caught a groove now it's no apologies
Yeah I won't
Subscribe to the victim mentality
I don't
Get back like I used to
Barely answering my phone
OG Jordans on me, Hit-Boy OG in my joint
Used to rock with ns, hate they pushed me to this point
I don't make the rules I just know the rules
Play it how it go I play it way too smooth
Controlling my own wave you just trolling
Take the pic right now but wait to post it
(James Fauntleroy) Why would you play wit a n like me I'm serious
Ns might be delirious
Ns bitches like me, they curious
See a n like me mysterious
Making ns like you furious
It don't matter where he is
Ns gon be like there he is
Bitches gon be like there he is
But it's where it could go
Ns act like don't know but the whole hood know
Ns say they gon see me but then never show
What these ns gon do, I guess we'll never know
(Hit-Boy) I did the beat on my own I'm looking at credits
You ns is wrong
Tricking the public I'm doing magic