Drew Famous, Play - Break the Law lyrics

[Drew Famous, Play - Break the Law lyrics]

I got stains on my hands now
I can’t complain I won’t stand down
Break the law, I don’t give a fuck
Doing what I want
When I want, count my warrants
Saying fuck ‘em all
I got stains on my hands now
I can’t complain I won’t stand down
Break the law, I don’t give a fuck
Doing what I want
When I want, count my warrants
Saying fuck ‘em all

Get it just the way you living dog
I’m finna set it off so please
Don’t get involved
Gotta get it all when ain’t nobody watch
So when you popping off nobody get a part
Well, I got a felony on my head
So many bars
Why you telling me that I’m next
Don’t give a fuck
I be right where the crime at
I’m running up everything
Where you buy that?
I been sold out for about a week straight
I can’t even see straight, now my feet ache
Cause, I’m running circles round ‘em
Bigger than the equator
Everybody wanna be like us
But don’t know what it take
Dedicate your life
To everything that you do
If you bang for the group that you with
Keep it true or they take your life

I got stains on my hands now
I can’t complain I won’t stand down
I got stains on my hands now
I can’t complain I won’t stand down
Break the law, break the law
Break the fucking law
Break the law, break the law
Break the fucking law
Break the law, I don’t give a fuck
Doing what I want
When I want, count my warrants
Saying fuck ‘em all
Break the law, break the law
Break the fucking law
Break the law, break the law
Break the fucking law
Break the law, I don’t give a fuck
Doing what I want
When I want, count my warrants
Saying fuck ‘em all

Lately I been tripping
People round me moving different
Maybe they just switching sides but
Too afraid to admit it
Just be a man of your words
If not then I won’t converse
You capping in every verse so those
Shots they just never hurt
Look at my life, it’ll teach you a
Lesson, if I run a fade
I don’t need a weapon
Look right in my face, better get out my way
Cause today not the day
And I’m feeling aggressive
I don’t wanna flip, I don’t
Wanna cause no trouble
I know that I been on my shit
I don’t want my mom to struggle
So look I won’t say it again fuck the law
Been going hard and we ain’t gon’ stop
Gotta give props when they
Rake in their crop
Ain’t gon’ relax till my name is on top
You know how much shit I done dropped?
To deal with your fake ass comments
I pour out the piss in my pot
On the head of whoever keep testing
To each his own, I grew up
Too young for a beeper phone
But I gotta keep track of what each is on
Young, run the team, I get
Treated like an old soul, my sneakers worn
I feed warm, drop heat like a clean storm
Till the debris is gone
You’ll see me on whatever TV’s on, like
Do you see me mom?
Break the, break the, break the
Break the, break the, break the fucking law
Break the, break the, break the
Break the, break the, break the fucking law

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