This is a song about "Gd rules"

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Now im pissed of abusing the rules

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

There's rules to this shit

No car key and i mean that

No snapbacks, no tattoos y'all heard how he said cash rules?

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

We're malcolm and davy, we make the fucking rules

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Listen to every word that i slur

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

And the principal asks why we cant follow the rules

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

They say, "follow the rules,