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Pi'erre Bourne

No Rules

 

No Rules

(album: Born Seditionary - 2023)


(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

Yeah
She's too focused on sum shit, that's red a flag
If you want something real then just say that
I got hoes on my phone I won't hit them back
Fuck you, 'fore I go, thats our damn lost

Okay, okay
Need a Visa where I'm headed, got no rules
I'm the shit, but I got something here to prove
You gonna risk it, try that shit and you will lose
I hate bitches, think they slick, I'm not no fool

Living life
Feeling fine
On my grind
This a sign
On my mind
Girl, it's you
You a dime

I got too many problems
Half that shit is just based off of my wallet
Spending too much just to fill up my closet
I don't trust no hoe just cuz they not honest
Need a chain that glisten wet like a faucet
They like K-U-R-A just because he's popping
Go to the store and if I like it, I cop it
Fuck a nine-to-five, I don't want to clock-in
You a weirdo and a lame don't wanna chop it

Don't dwindle too long, it's gone take over
Bitch play me too much like a game of poker
Go to LAX, drive in a new Rover
They've been following all of my moves since like October

Yeah, wake up, I'm brushing my teeth out of focus
I'm working on shit get on top of my motives
Life be slowing shit down when I'm smoking
Ain't worried bout shit, I'm just smelling the roses

I'm on my own shit, why the fuck would I notice?
Manifest greatness when your goals is spoken
17 lit with Rick Owens, I'm loaded
X bitch was bad, left that ass broken

Studio time, T up
Party at the crib, clean up
Talking bout me, boy, speak up
Reckless shit, gone getcha beat up
$200 steak, eat up
Hellcat race, speed up
Living lavish with my feet up
Drop some music that shit heat up

She's too focused on sum shit, that's red a flag
If you want something real then just say that
I got hoes on my phone I won't hit them back
Fuck you before I go that's our damn last

Okay, okay
Need a Visa where I'm headed, got no rush
I'm the shit, but I got something here to prove
You gonna risk it, try that shit and you will lose
I hate bitches, think they slick, I'm not no fool

Living life
Feeling fine
On my grind
This a sign
On my mind
Girl, it's you
You a dime

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