RULE #1

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Douly G, Douly G, Douly G
Rule number one, put no trust in a bitch
No cap I got to admit, I did that shit once, won't do it again
Independent, I don't need a friend
I'm true to myself, can't fold, never bend
F*ck love, don't care how it went
Got left in the rain, my hoodie was drenched
Slim G that's brother, he gon slide to the end
Stay militant
Got to stay on the grind, don't stop for a minute, 'cause that's when somebody gon finish it
Hustle straight to the bag, then bitches gon follow and be on your dick for some dividends
And it's evident
Watch out for the niggas sneak dissing, fake friends I don't need 'em, so no I won't let 'em in
At the top of the top, like the President
I'm trying to get rich, I said f*ck all the cribs, cause I'm trying to go build me a settlement
My jacket official, with a capital G in the front and I call it the letterman
Got a baddie who feeling my vibe, She say "Douly G, you a gangsta and gentleman"
Before I get rich, I got to make sure my mind stay right 'cause I'm trying to be a better man
Like, do you feel me?
Do you copy?
Stayed humble, no I never been cocky
Are you going to be there when it's rocky?
Can't trust you, so I'm moving wocky
If I'm on court, man I know they can't stop me
Whole lot of shots, kicking like I'm Rock Lee
You gon have to kill me before you hop me, 'cause I ain't going out like no sucka
On bro, and that's word to my mother
I'm a real nigga, never been undercover
I seen a nigga get shot by his brother
Douly G came out the motherfucking gutter
Talk out your mouth, boy you better stutter
Can't hang with you niggas, y'all softer than butter
Don't got the chop, get hit with the cutter, like
Cause it could get tragic
Got the heat and I'm scoring like Dragic
Get the rock and I pass it like Magic
I got money, never had to flash it
Had problems, now I'm running right past it
Put my feelings inside of my music
I could get on the beat and just dibble and dab it
I am what I am, I stay in my lane, Douly G not into the sad shit, grah
Rule number one, put no trust in a bitch
No cap I got to admit, I did that shit once, won't do it again
Independent, I don't need a friend
I'm true to myself, can't fold, never bend
F*ck love, don't care how it went
Got left in the rain, my hoodie was drenched
Slim G that's my brother, he gon slide to the end
Stay militant
Got to stay on the grind, don't stop for a minute
'Cause that's when somebody gon finish it
Hustle straight to the bag, then bitches gon follow and be on your dick for some dividends
And it's evident
Watch out for the niggas sneak dissing, fake friends I don't need 'em, so no, I won't let 'em in
At the top of the top, like the President

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