This is a song about "Money rules"

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Infatuation it rules my mind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Fuck the rules of this battle,

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Back when kids used to say "nigga, i'm rappin', hip-hop rules!"//

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

Life ain't long enough to play by the rules, play by the rules

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules