StreetRunner - For the Love Freestyle lyrics

Smoke a doob, feelin CL Smooth Watch full of Pete Rocks and she see no crew Money spent, watch me reminisce over you Abion flow, get hit with the bird flew Cop it, new beat I'ma rock it Kanye on your own sh**, like Affion Crockett Hoes go pop it, p**y sales, b**h get the profit Now split it with me, evidently On my team and haters gon' hate me For whatever I sing but remain unseen Like the heat in my jeans Paint a picture so vivid n***as could live in my dream Wait on the beam cause you can't go b**hy when you talkin' 'bout ki's f** waitin' get cheese, put that on a G Ballin' now, but just keep it low-key n***as know me, smoke weed, hella hoes on the team Different chick if I wanna have a fling I'm gettin' all this P for my n***as in the bing Live vicariously through me I'm cursed to the d**h like the one Bruce Lee But I'm flyer than a crow, you gon' have to shoot me Hit the gas on the ave. in the slab movin' bags Take a drag, then I laugh Success will make 'em mad And jealousy's a trait for f*gs You must got a boot loaded, so close your a**, b**h Shouts to all my folks and the cash gets Love 'em forever my n***a, this Cashis n***as know me from Uni, with the mothaf**in' tooly Sophisticated, girls'll turn groupie for a n***a with the hoopty Keep 'em in my zone like a 2-3 A biscuit and a two-piece, pimp Cadilac roll on the strip Bury me in this b**h like I'm Willy the Wimp If there's something you don't get, n***a study the sh** Or live your life as a dumb f**ed son of a b**h Wayne got these dudes Bloods till they run into Crips And they ain't tryna hear rap sh**, they 600 with it Two B's, one G forever Like the gay Cub, Bradley I tried to leave the street but a n***a gotta eat Keep my fam straight, my only choice is to G I'm livin' that thug life, y'all know the rules "gotta do what you gotta do" Stay true, steady send the prayers to Jesus Thinkin' forwards, aim juice, I pay dues And get paid the same move A real n***a, drinkin' Henny straight f** the chase I'ma take it to the face On a highspeed chase if the cops wanna chase Get winded, still ended f** it, so spliffed it f** with it, puffin' to a bucket to a Benz Chillin' with my friends now a n***a countin' ends Big face hundreds, big face fifties Come spend with me I'm talkin' big face hundreds, big face fifties n***a come spend with me