K-Trap - By The Rules lyrics
[K-Trap - By The Rules lyrics]
(HONEYWOODSIX)
I was fresh home, dead broke, still
I felt blessed (Blessed)
All my niggas gettin' money, still
I felt left (Ah)
We was buyin' light way before we went jail
(yeah)
Came home, everybody's cookin' it themself
(Cookin') in jail, told my nigga hurry
Get me in the kitch' (Kitch')
In a hurry to get rich
(Rich) , but I can't get nicked (No)
Cah that case ain't over yet
They got me on bail (Ah)
Passport and they want assurity as well (Ah)
Sis had to pay, man, I didn't have a dime
(None)
Life, I'm rеally gettin' sick of doin' crime
(yeah) but I can't do that timе
For that shit they're accusin' (No)
Hammer and a shootin' (Shootin')
There's no way that I'm losin' (No)
Bros on it too, but they got him on two (Ah)
Plus three hammers
They said one of them were used to hit a boy
(Hit a boy) , I'm on tag, I'm a bit annoyed
All I'm really thinkin, ' though, this case
I gotta beat (Beat) awaitin' trial
They said it'll take 'em several weeks
(Seven) told my lawyer when I go to court
I better leave we'll see
Thought of waitin' and not knowin' (Knowin')
Indictment sheet long
Gotta take it in the moment (yeah)
Tell your story, but don't miss parts
I'm just paintin' pictures, man
This shit's art you never know the ending
When this shit starts
Sometimes it gets real
You gotta switch paths
Gotta do what's best, but play by the rules
Streets sellin' lies, I tried buy it all
Mummy told the truth, only see it now
When shit gets real, they won't be around
Let me take you back in time
Before they kicked the door (Door)
Twelve tens, three twos
Or we could pick the fours (Options)
Rum's house
Mummy said "Don't smoke in the room" (No)
At one stage, we all had smoke in the room
(Ah) leavin' out, black attire
She don't understand (No)
Then couple minutes later, they heard "Bang"
(Baow) runnin' 'round like we weren't
Sane in the head so much works hot, man
We had to spray paint the ped (Switch it)
Forward to the money, I was little league
(Little league) 'Til my nigga that's in jail
Threw a brick on me (Take it)
It was pressure, but I got it gone quick
Couple months later, gone through about six
(Six) flew it off my brick
Didn't care about the feds (No)
Plug told me pattern up and
Sent me down and encs now I order them safe
(Safe) , forward that flake (Forward)
Take more
Probably feed about four more estates (yeah)
Tell your story, but don't miss parts
I'm just paintin' pictures, man
This shit's art you never know the ending
When this shit starts
Sometimes it gets real
You gotta switch paths
Gotta do what's best, but play by the rules
Streets sellin' lies, I tried buy it all
Mummy told the truth, only see it now
When shit gets real, they won't be around
Street side effects, you know
That's some real stuff right there
Feel me? You can go to jail
Do mad years behind this shit
Lose your life behind this
It's real real stuff right now
The judge birdied the team, you know
Gave your boy sixteen EPP but
They say difficult roads often
Lead to beautiful destinations
That's one statement there that I live by
You feel me?
I was fresh home, dead broke, still
I felt blessed (Blessed)
All my niggas gettin' money, still
I felt left (Ah)
We was buyin' light way before we went jail
(yeah)
Came home, everybody's cookin' it themself
(Cookin') in jail, told my nigga hurry
Get me in the kitch' (Kitch')
In a hurry to get rich
(Rich) , but I can't get nicked (No)
Cah that case ain't over yet
They got me on bail (Ah)
Passport and they want assurity as well (Ah)
Sis had to pay, man, I didn't have a dime
(None)
Life, I'm rеally gettin' sick of doin' crime
(yeah) but I can't do that timе
For that shit they're accusin' (No)
Hammer and a shootin' (Shootin')
There's no way that I'm losin' (No)
Bros on it too, but they got him on two (Ah)
Plus three hammers
They said one of them were used to hit a boy
(Hit a boy) , I'm on tag, I'm a bit annoyed
All I'm really thinkin, ' though, this case
I gotta beat (Beat) awaitin' trial
They said it'll take 'em several weeks
(Seven) told my lawyer when I go to court
I better leave we'll see
Thought of waitin' and not knowin' (Knowin')
Indictment sheet long
Gotta take it in the moment (yeah)
Tell your story, but don't miss parts
I'm just paintin' pictures, man
This shit's art you never know the ending
When this shit starts
Sometimes it gets real
You gotta switch paths
Gotta do what's best, but play by the rules
Streets sellin' lies, I tried buy it all
Mummy told the truth, only see it now
When shit gets real, they won't be around
Let me take you back in time
Before they kicked the door (Door)
Twelve tens, three twos
Or we could pick the fours (Options)
Rum's house
Mummy said "Don't smoke in the room" (No)
At one stage, we all had smoke in the room
(Ah) leavin' out, black attire
She don't understand (No)
Then couple minutes later, they heard "Bang"
(Baow) runnin' 'round like we weren't
Sane in the head so much works hot, man
We had to spray paint the ped (Switch it)
Forward to the money, I was little league
(Little league) 'Til my nigga that's in jail
Threw a brick on me (Take it)
It was pressure, but I got it gone quick
Couple months later, gone through about six
(Six) flew it off my brick
Didn't care about the feds (No)
Plug told me pattern up and
Sent me down and encs now I order them safe
(Safe) , forward that flake (Forward)
Take more
Probably feed about four more estates (yeah)
Tell your story, but don't miss parts
I'm just paintin' pictures, man
This shit's art you never know the ending
When this shit starts
Sometimes it gets real
You gotta switch paths
Gotta do what's best, but play by the rules
Streets sellin' lies, I tried buy it all
Mummy told the truth, only see it now
When shit gets real, they won't be around
Street side effects, you know
That's some real stuff right there
Feel me? You can go to jail
Do mad years behind this shit
Lose your life behind this
It's real real stuff right now
The judge birdied the team, you know
Gave your boy sixteen EPP but
They say difficult roads often
Lead to beautiful destinations
That's one statement there that I live by
You feel me?