Street Starz Freestyle

[Verse] Brother got me thinking, it's like 5 p.m. and I'm drinking I might lose my mind way I'm thinking, there's no iPod but I'm syncing It's like calm down, you're not listening You're with three G's but I'll pitch him Yeah a few fiends they're addicted 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 would've thought I'm in Dubai, nah But I still think I'm in Dubai No rapper's liver than I Sergei called like, "I want to buy" Five of the brown, five of the white Just write that down Give it to my guy on the bike who gives it to my guy on the fly Nigga I'm the guy that sells to the guy on the left and I'll probably sell to the guy on the right This line's so long I could peddle 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 Q's (listen) '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 bands? How do you talk about Pablo Escobar, 'cause you watched a documentary like fam How can you talk about that? Wanker How can you stress over draws? When we used to move that for banter, trust me Rapz said "I like this flow" (Yeah!) And I said I like it too (Word) And a couple man tried do road (What?) But true say road done you (Done you) And a couple man tried chase hoes, and true say the hoes on you But, when the hoes bring beef, yeah true say the show's on you Look, certain times I hate road (What?), fam, it's like how can I say this? My brother's lost out to the system It's like how do I sit there and make this? But bruv it's like I've got a hunger, and this hunger it can't be sated Like, I had a chip on my shoulder, and that chip there it can't be shaken, fuck off I've rapped to like 500 guys and all of them said that I'm hard I've got prison in my blood down to my red blood cells, all them fuckers got bars And all of you fucks know I'm scarred, I got bar in my blood like a Jew I'm still pebbling, pebbles of food It's that peddle the pebble to yutes, and they peddle the pebble to you Workers gotta own SIMs and a phone for a purpose, it's a network, what's your net worth? Get your set murked, it's a setup I'm Pisces, that's wavy, not Poseidon, fuck the Trident I'm no pirate, fuck a siren, never will sing, 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 dip me, am I a 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 may think 'cause I make green That I'm tactical but this is factual, I'm actually out to change From the back roads to the nits' yard, from the bus stop to the mains From the main road to the cashpoint, tell them boy there I'm ashamed Word What you saying little nigga? Made a couple tweets like you're raking in figures? Balenciagas all bait in your picture, clear lens glasses, mate you're a winner Well, you're a little man, probably made a few bills off a middleman You're a silly man, I'm the main man, I see silly cash Look, Arj said we're up right now, Juss said we're up right now (Word!) And if Rapz in the cut right now, you'll be getting shut right down (Boy! Boy!) Listen, this ain't no Chinese dish, you'll be getting ducked right down (Ay, ay) Listen, you'll be getting ducked right down (Ay) Look, I'll borrow man's flow, have a little fun with it (Word) 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 him "rate my grind" 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 jeans hang like when Price killed Makarov See it with me best you backing off 'cause my boys know Trunks like Kakarot See it with me best you backing off 'cause my boys know Trunks like Kakarot Streets dangerous, I ain't got a stunt double, still I get got so you niggas like a stunt double No muzzle 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 dumb, most niggas vaporise got more heat than the Sun No wonder they say it's peak unless it's packing some guns Wrigley's because you're about to get wrapped like some gum Your'e on fire cause you think you're the Earth's core My attire, look at what I work for And I earn more Until my funds high, tryna take knives out like it's lunchtime Just remember G if you're left there's remedies to beef there's no point like you just missed a penalty You'll remember me when I get a semi G, blast off your face and leave your donny in the cemetery And there's a lot of words make sure you remember 3 Know your size or you'll be floating in the overseas I got more 16s than the last year of secondary One 16 will leave your mixtape in the cemetery Acting hard may end up in a tragedy Your boys are all fools on the road and that's a travesty When it comes to riding we down just like gravity Staples, sticks Headshot have him down like Ebz from Nescot Headshot, push hairlines back like Lescott Best not, leg shot baseball turn white socks to red socks End of conversation best of the UK, today, gives a fuck what you say Don't give a fuck what you say