Saint T, GiftSam - Game & Rules Lyrics

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 fuck 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 fuck the rules
I take aim and bust them fools
No scope bitch
You make me rich
I'm super quick
Saint T, man sic

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 fuck 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 fuck the rules
I take aim and bust them fools
No scope bitch
You make me rich
I'm super quick
Saint T, man sic