HOUSE RULES

By ONEANSAR

On PURETAPE

Released on August 1, 2021

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[Chorus: OneAnsar]

Give a fuck about you

Homie' these my house rules

Fuck yo bitch in house shoes

Game could do without you

Yo mama even doubt you

She don't wanna be around you

Fuck a dollar

Is it heart in you

Fuck about that clout foo

A hoe can make a dollar too

From her pussy get some weed

You got some pussy tendencies

But you acting like you don't bleed

Is you really bout it, finna' see

You down with the fuckin' clique

She sellin' pictures of the clit

You know that bitch is counterfeit

She don't know who she fuckin' wit

You really bout it, finna' see

Memphis hoe black youngsta' hit

Southern bitch Tennessee

Toughest nigga won't pretend to be

But I bet I won't surrender King

As my soul transcends through my crown to infinity, yea


[Verse: OneAnsar]

Turn that K to a M

That V to a 12

I rap like it's Hades

But I won't see you in hell

Maybach for my baby

So she wouldn't hate me

All them boys you let in that pussy

Kinda takes that cake from me

Dig that

God(Allah) gave me that fig branch

Came in the form of that green sack

She said she never seen that, much

Yea a nigga did that

Can't dismantle my hustle

I've been grinding all of my life

Fuck corporate muscle

Don't believe in the hype

Fuck the world, mad at the world

No longer myself

Stand in right light & I asked for ya help

Made my own label, I'll mange myself

Learn the game, wrote the bars, invest in myself

Make perfect run & I planned it myself

Gods plan

Big boy nah' man we not the same man

I'm more Sean Carter than Drake

No sneak diss to Drizzy

Cuz he gave it all that it takes

Nip said we know what's good

But nigga what is great

So I been Akashic records

Weed smokin' by the lake

Feel microscopic soul on giant

Yea nigga God is great

Never did plan to be a preacher

But I know this my fate

My hoe said I'd be great

But I wake and bake so I might be late

Real me nigga you'll never get a break

And I'll never take a break

Breaking dawn as I wax that ass

Pass a waxing gibbous

Many moons made me spill my feelings but I keep grasp

Genius shine so appealing

So I count the cash stack up to the ceiling to the beam

Triple darkness triple beam

Narcotics in ya face Mesoline

Black Bond shoot from mezzanine

Think you're clever I'll think of better things

I'm even there yea in your fuckin' dreams

Yea

I was the villain In some of they story

Fuck my enemy earth

I don't need none of your glory

What you using that energy for

It's all perverse

But I need that Kennedy fur

Act like they don't know but run into me first

Treat it all like it's the end of my verse

How that boy coming ain't run outta work

Focus on manna to grow me a spurt

Fuck bout some manners you know I'm bezerk

Went to Safeway but Kroger at first

Callin' yo bitch when I know she at work

Fuck in the cubicle

Throw round some work

Ancestors can't ghostwrite

Yours must have a way with the word, Byrd


[Chorus: OneAnsar]

Give a fuck about you

Homie' these my house rules

Fuck yo bitch in house shoes

Game could do without you

Yo mama even doubt you

She don't wanna be around you

Fuck a dollar

Is it heart in you

Fuck about that clout foo

A hoe can make a dollar too

From her pussy get some weed

You got some pussy tendencies

But you acting like you don't bleed

Is you really bout it, finna' see

You down with the fuckin' clique

She sellin' pictures of the clit

You know that bitch is counterfeit

She don't know who she fuckin' wit

You really bout it, finna' see

Memphis hoe black youngsta' hit

Southern bitch Tennessee

Toughest nigga won't pretend to be

But I bet I won't surrender King

As my soul transcends through my crown to infinity, yea