That's a Rule - Alex Wiley, Low Gravity

I’m popping Xans and Percocets

I sell them bands to your connect

I never fronted

That’s a rule

Don’t give a damn 'bout your perception

Oh no no no no no

Catch me rolling up the doja

She pull up and drop it low (x2)

I been dropping these bills

On strippers and drugs

I love how it feels

That’s why I been popping these pills

My body is numb

Throwing these ones

Might just go cop me a crib

On top of the hills

Hoes in the tub

She tells me to hop in the whip

Her hand on my dick

She want me to fuck

I be nervous while I’m speeding past the cop’s lights

Swerving in and out of lanes

Blowing every stoplight

Speeding up at stop signs

Decisions is not right

Calling up my lawyer like

These charges getting dropped right

No way

No way

Stopping and I never did change

They gave me the drop but I’m making it rain

They said that we could never make it

Tell 'em to stop cause I’m making a lane

I’m popping Xans and Percocets

I sell them bands to your connect

I never fronted

That’s a rule

I never fronted

That’s a rule

Oh no no no no

Catch me rolling up the doja

She pull up and drop it low (x2)

Catch me rolling up the doja

Like a pro yeah

That’s the protocol

I’m like Prodigy’s prodigy

Don’t know nothing 'bout no co-dependence

And I’m cold cause I wrote with co defendants

Sin without no repentance

I grew up and I’m so relentless

Got some demons don’t make me rebrand

On the news like CSPAN

Been known that God got me

In that godbody

Like Morgan Freeman

Let me watch you freefall

Ain’t sick of the freeload

Oh you want some prerolled?

Just know that this shit not free fam (x3)

Still got some homies selling soda

Paycheck coming from the block

And I still ain’t met the quota

Goddamn I guess that’s why

Okay I do my thing

He dropped out of school

To serve the weeds

They say he blew the joint

I do all the math inside my head

I do computer things

I cannot stop wilding

They do not know what to do with me

Came up from the bottom

I can’t lie

This shit is new to me

What the fuck I’m finna do for me

Even knowing you would see

Always been a lunatic

All I know is lunacy

Everybody mad

They want control over the next man

I can’t change what’s true to you

All I know is true to me

I got gas on my mind

And my past way behind me

I’m rolling up a dime

And another dime

Everybody’s gone