No Rules

Lyrics
[Intro] (kaaj) I got so used to having no rules I got so confused listenin' to damn dudes (Turn me up, yeah) Yeah [Verse 1] Stick to the plot, can't let up Left all the bands in the dresser (Yeah) They can't find my address, boy, if it's smoke I'll address you These niggas know I ain't scared, ain't nobody to test (Yeah) Boy, you 'bout as soft as a feather, thought I fucked with you was a blessin' (Blessin') [Chorus] Bless up, bless up, got my hands together (Yeah) Can't stop, can't stop, I don't have no fear (Fear) Listen, listen, when I'm comin' here (Yeah) Little one, little one, you can't come 'round here [Verse 2] Said I talk too much, and everywhere I go, I fuck it up (Fuck it up) Really I'm too young, don't get where the fuck I'm comin' from Maybe y'all too dumb, can't understand where it all went wrong Got all these hoes but I ain't get no try to support this one Swear these boys so dumb, I gotta be the one to raise them, huh Can't afford no love, yo' ass gon' be hooked to me like some drugs (Like some drugs) Can't pick up the phone, pick up the phone, I don't even be about my funds (Funds) Better leave me alone, leave me alone, I don't have no love (Love) [Chorus] Bless up, bless up, got my hands together (Yeah) Can't stop, can't stop, I don't have no fear (Fear) Listen, listen, when I'm comin' here (Yeah) Little one, little one, you can't come 'round here Bless up, bless up, got my hands together (Yeah) Can't stop, can't stop, I don't have no fear (Fear) Listen, listen, when I'm comin' here (Yeah) Little one, little one, you can't come 'round here
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Credits
- Writers
- Molly Santana
- Showjoe
- Synthetic
- Radiate