Street Starz Freestyle Lyrics
Brother got me thinking it's like 5pm and i'm drinking
I might lose my mind when i'm thinking there's no iPod but im sinking
It's like calm down you're not listening
You're at 3 G's but i'll pitch him
Yeah few fiends they're addictive
And a few shots they went missing but
None of you man want beef and none of you man want heat
And none of you man want smoke and none of you man make P's
None of you none of you
None of you man seen cash, none of you man own straps
Neither do I
If I need that I've got boys that'll bring heat with a [?] I'm in Dubai nah
But I still think i'm in Dubai
No rapper's lives [?]
Sergei called like I was to buy
Five for the brown, five for the white
Just write that down
Give it to the guy on the bike who gives it to the guy on the fly
Nigga I'm the guy that sells to the guy on the left and probably sell to the guy on the right
This line's so long I could put a white to the guy in the sky
Maybe it's rude
Maybe it's true, trap-lines local money tied up I've never seen the total
'cause I've got money in halves and 'cause I've got money in queues
'cause I got money in squares 'cause I got money in shoes! Nah
How do you talk about trap?
How do you talk about rap?
How do you talk about smoke?
How do you talk about 'bans?
How do you talk about Pablo Escobar because you watched a documentary like fam, how can you talk about that? Wanker
How can you stress over draws?
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Rap till I [?] it's flow, and I said I like it too
And a couple man try do road
But true say road done you
And a couple man try chase hoes
And true say the hoes on you
But, when the roads bring beef, yeah the true say the show's on you
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Certain types I hate road, it's like fam, how can I say this?
My brother's locked out to the system
It's like how do I sit there and make this?
But brother's like I've got a hunger
And it's hunger that can't be sated
Like, had a chip on my shoulder, and it' chip there it can't be shaken
Like fuck off I'll rap to like 500 guys and all of them said that I'm hard
I've got prison in my blood cells down to my red blood cells n' all them fuckers got bars
And all you fucks know I'm scarred
I got bar in my blood like a Jew
Still pebble in pebble to food
It's like pedal the pebble to youts
And they pedal the pebble to you
Workers gotta own SIMs and a phone for a purpose
It's a network, what's ya net worth?
Get ya set merked it's a setup i'm pisces, that's wavy
Not Poseidon fuck the trident i'm no pirate fuck a siren
Never will sings still a lion I'm pisces that's real rap
Watch icy like greenland you can't bump me and my will fam
You can't dick me and my teabag
I day drink and I day dream, Disaronno on the rocks with some Bailey's I day drink and I day dream
Till the ground shakes and that's Haiti
I'm may think 'cause I make green
That i'm tactical and this is factual, I'm actually out to change
From the back rows to the knits yard from the bus stop to the mains
From the main road to the cash point tell them boy 'dere im ashamed
Word
What you saying little nigga? Made a couple tweets like you're raking in figures? Balenciagas all bait in your picture Cleveland glasses mate you're a winner
Well, you're a little man, probably made 5 bills off a middleman
You're a silly man, I'm the main man, I see silly cash
Look ,[?] are up right now, Juss are up right now
And if wraps in the cup right now, you'll be getting shut right down
Listen, this ain't know Chinese dish, you'll be getting ducked right down
Listen, you'll be getting ducked right down
Look, I'll borrow man's flow, have a little fun with it
Then rinse that zed into forty something draws then hit the mains 'till i'm done with it
Look, I'll take man's line, take man's shine, tell 'em 'rate my grime'
Rinse out the work boy I take my time running with some gunners that will take your life
Listen, running with the makarov, wave that once have you backing off
It's a heavy little pistol and it packs a lot
My G's hang like when Price killed Makarov
See a wimpy best you backing off 'cause my boys know chunks like Karkaroff
See a wimpy best you backing off 'cause my boys know chunks like Karkaroff
Streets named just cause I ain't got a stunt double still I get god so you niggas act like a stunt double
No mods on my dogs but so trouble breaking down bricks till I ain't seeing no rubble
Don't talk much, they ain't calling us down most niggas vaporise got more heat than the sun
No wonder they say it's us people packing guns
Wrigley's because you're about to get [?] cause you think you're the earth's core
My attire, look at what I work for and I earn more 'till my front's high
Jamming my teams' knives out like it's lunch time
Just remember if [?] there's remedies to beef like no point like you just missed a penalty you'll remember me when I get a semi g blast off your face and leave you donn in a cemetery and there's a lot of words make sure you remember 3
Know your size will be floating in the overseas
I got more 16's than a last year's secondary
One 16 will even [?] with a cemetery
Acting hard may end up in a tragedy
Your boys are all 4's and running that's a travesty
My nigga's running me down like Beverly
Staples sticks [?]
Headshot have you down like epson, Lescott
Headshot, push your hairline back like Lescott
Best not leg shot means Walter White stops the red socks
End of conversation best not because Dave don't give a fuck what you say
Don't give a fuck what you say
