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Artiste : Future
Titre : Break The Rules
Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes
Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes
I got all types of bitches and they´re ready to break the rules

Break the rules for a killer, break the rules for a dealer
Break the rules for a boss, make the rules for a nigga
Break the rules
Half a million dollars in the closet in the stash, like some shoes
Break the rules

Cookin´ dope, breakin´ rules, whip it back, make her choose
Flippin´ packs of Peru, can´t push that, that´s a juug
Sellin´ dope at the school just to go get the Jordans
Gotta go get the socks, comin´ up off of rocks
Never talk back to cops, comin´ up with scenarios
A dope sale opens plenty doors, fish scale with the odor

I´m servin´ that Lamar Odom, fuck bitches look like Kardashian
This the type of shit I be on, sellin´ ki´s off any phone
Pickin´ up on the ringer, diamonds all on my finger
Got a half a ticket in singles, tippin´ stacks on the stripper pole
Drankin´ codeine, nigga pourin´ 4´s, ballin´ hard, nigga, Derrick Rose
Out my trap spot, 24s, we open up, we don´t ever close

Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes
Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes
I got all types of bitches and they´re ready to break the rules

Break the rules for a killer, break the rules for a dealer
Break the rules for a boss, make the rules for a nigga
Break the rules
Half a million dollars in the closet in the stash, like some shoes
Break the rules

Got that [?] Bentley coupe
They can´t compare you, Future, now you buy ´em out of tools
You got your barrel Future, promise me you´ll never snooze
400 racks in a Nike box, no shoes
A hundred racks inside my pocket, I´m tryna spend it now
A half a ticket in the parkin´ lot, I´m in it now

A bunch of dead faces, then we put ´em in the ground
Pour up the medication in the Sprite and stir it ´round
Aye fuck my registration, I´m in them paper tags now
I´m crazier than a mental patient, fillin´ up that stash now
Can´t think about my past now, all I´m thinkin´ is cash now
Hit ´em up and stick ´em up and takin´ off my mask now

Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes
Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes
I got all types of bitches and they´re ready to break the rules

Break the rules for a killer, break the rules for a dealer
Break the rules for a boss, make the rules for a nigga
Break the rules
Half a million dollars in the closet in the stash, like some shoes
Break the rules