Dave - 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 I'm syncing
It's like calm down you're not listening
You're with 3 G's but i'll pitch him
Yeah 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 (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 'bans?
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 try do road (what?)
But true say road done you (done you)
And a couple man try 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 brother's like I've got a hunger
And this hunger it can't be sated
Like, had a chip on my shoulder
And it 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 cells down to my
Red blood cells all them fuckers got bars
And all you fucks know I'm scarred
I got bar in my blood like a Jew
Still pebbling pebble to food, It's like
Peddle 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 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 in 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 may think 'cause I make green
That I'm tactical and this is factual
I'm actually out to change
From the back roads to the nit's yard
From the bus stop to the mains
From the main road to the cash point
Tell them boy 'dere 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 5 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 Rappz 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 'em '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 G's hang like when Price killed Makarov
See it with me best you backing off
'cause my boys know chunks like Kakarot
See it with me best you backing off
'cause my boys know chunks like Karkarot
Streets dangerous I ain't got a
Stunt double still I
Get ghost so you niggas 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 vapourise
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 that's some gum Your
On fire cause you think
You're the earth's core my attire
Look at what I work for and I
Earn more 'till my fund's high
Try'na take 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 your donny 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
Or 16 will leave your mixtape in the cemetery
Acting hard may end up in a tragedy
You 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 epson, Lescott
Headshot, push hairlines back like Lescott
Best not leg shot baseball to
White socks the Red Sox
End of conversation best of the Uk, today
Gives a fuck what you say
Don't give a fuck what you say