No Rules - Locksmith, Fred The Godson, Mally Stakz

It’s that clutch flow, they need to roll

I’m going for the gusto, something you ain’t see before

They studying my verses, they saying I’m stunting on purpose

I’m dope to the underground, hoping that something will surface

It’s lit doe, see I get those fam

I’m connected, be it I flip those grams

Respect my G, or I’ll hit your man

My checks get cheese, WIC Program

I’m still lead with the block hit

I rounded, got soul keys, now I’m flowing with Locksmith

Pray to Bronx and I come from the X

I bring those arms and I come with the Tec

I spray the Thompson, I shoot to your chest

They Klay Thompson on they computer, nothing but net

I am the realest, I spit a disease, you just syphilis

What you know about the young homies on the back block?

Can’t make a dollar cause the whole hot

What you know about having to watch your back from

Those same niggas you came up with in the sandbox?

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Said ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

There ain’t no rules in the jungle

Okay

Richmond, California, Crescent Park, ain’t no bitch in me

Niggas stumble on success, but I do it consistently

I knock a bitch until her fella step, yelling threats

I come to work in a hoodie like I’m Belichick

I’m from a place where every other waste is handgun

You from a place where niggas wear man buns

I see it clearly where I stand from, I’m in the city where you can’t come

This is for the slums that I strive within every squad try to to box with him

Young shooter like Steph, and these niggas is Oscar Robertson

Every record I set the record let’s set the record

My second effort is effortless, I expected better

I weathered the storm then I stormed out on my own two

I won’t do what niggas are prone to, the shit that I’ve grown through

Uh, I mean it might of scarred me mentally

Niggas can’t stop what they was meant to be

Richmond nigga, AH

What you know about the young homies on the back block?

Can’t make a dollar cause the whole hot

What you know about having to watch your back from

Those same niggas you came up with in the sandbox?

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Said ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

There ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Said ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

Ain’t no rules in the jungle

There ain’t no rules in the jungle