Rule Number 1 Songtext

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Rule Number 1 Songtext
Listen do you remember when you were like three years old, and you really thought you were Superman?
You used to run around in your underwear and cape from Halloween
You really thought you were Superman because you tried to fly over my iron and burnt your leg
And then you tried it again a few years later
"Mommy, I am Superman, watch," and here you come flyin' off my sixty-inch TV onto the couch
Well, I just wanted to um it up and say, I'm so proud of you
Because you are really a supеrhero for many
You're so high cross the world
Changin' livеs and makin' so many people proud
And I wanted to tell you, you are my Superman
I love you, and as always, remember to say your prayers and be safe
Real shit, and we, uh, TikTok live recordin' this shit, you hear me?
This the rulebook, me three rules and shit, y'all tell me what y'all three rules
Yeah

Rule number one, never give a girl your heart, 'cause she gon' take it and break it
Rule number two, and they just play your part, 'cause when it's time you won't make it
Rule number three's the most important if you listen, I think it's best that you record this

Put God first, and when you leave the house, grab your iron first
That's unless you find what you tryna ride
Tote somethin' that 'cause a semi-colon, that's a pause before the notice
I was broken down, wouldn't think you knew this
Yes, I'm high, I'm floatin', copin' to ease the pain
'Fore you ever try to beef with me, it's best stay in yo' lane
Life's wild, but, wild is beauty
I smile, but truly I'm down to catch one 'cause I get down and groovy, feel me?
Hope they don't think the hate what's gon' kill me
Sittin' on top the throne where I still be
And, I say, "Pray for me, they hatin', please, believe it"
Don't trip, you know they hated Jesus
And, I say, "I cry so much, my eyes started bleedin'"
Moment of silence 'cause it's a real nigga grievin'
Slowly, slowly, but surely, upgraded my price and make it sure you can't afford me
Spin it and get to wittin' with nothin' less than a .40
No cell phones, black masks, stolo in case you try record me

I can't sleep without you (I can't sleep without you)
I'm talkin' 'bout that fire
You know my love been died