Game & Rules (feat. GiftSam)

I come through with the game and the rules Them man part of the game, they’re my tools Call them haters cuz they’re jealous of my jewels Called hypocrites cuz they gassed up in their schools Arrive at your girls place Looking like a million pounds Whole gang listening to my sounds Negativity, man it surrounds But disbelievers are just clowns I don’t really f*ck with your rules man I got my own ones Listen close If you’re my kid and you listen in the future Know when I left you It ain’t no ghost Talk about drugs then I do the most Xanax man gotta get my dose Seven thousand views on twitter, man I don’t mean to boast I mean look how the tables turned You man were looking unconcerned Looking at the bars, now your heads all turn Congrats you said when you returned Ask to be involved but a motherfucker learned You don’t want this heat, leave a motherfucker burned Won’t be laughing once I’ve earned Guess what, decision overturned On top of the music scene Saint T on all your screens MGK and Marshall, yeah I’m somewhere in between Had big dreams since I was thirteen Put them into plan when I was fourteen That shit excelled when I was fifteen I’m an artist now I’m sixteen Said I’m an artist man Got a problem, self music ban Top three one day that’s the plan Always on my grind since life began Used to hate me now you’re a fan Self employed, my own businessman You man are wet like catamaran Done with this track now I pass it to Sam Ain't it funny I'm making money All these nigga's They want my figures Rolly on my wrist Blow my girl a kiss You can't move like this Shut up man that’s piss Step up in the ring I'll show you man who's king Butterfly bee sting Never lose, I win Never lose But if I do you know I bounce back You won’t see me down on no one tap My flow is sick man, no cap I come though with the game and the rules Them man part of the game, they’re my tools Call them haters cuz they're jealous of my jewels Called hypocrites cuz they gassed up in their schools I play games man f*ck the rules I take aim and bust them fools No scope bitch You make me rich I'm super quick Saint T, man sic