4 Freestyle Lyrics

(It's all about money right?)

These niggas talkin' like they can afford

These niggas talkin' like they can afford

These niggas talkin' like they can afford

Talk shit on me, I respond now it's war

They know I put on yeah passed 'em the sword

One day you finna see me on that tour

He try to cross me, send him up to the Lord

Said he gon' boom but he ducked in the store

It's up and it's stuck so I'm uppin' the score (Uppin' the score)

Catch him in that truck, bet I'm flippin' a Ford

I don't give a fuck and I said it before

Tried to keep up with me, bet it's a chore

Mama was bitchin' 'bout dishes and chores (R.I.P)

Now I throw hunnids all over the floor

Say he want static, pull the hammer like Thor

Say he the plug but he really the cord

Been a real nigga grew up by the shore

Been jumped off the porch ever since I was four

For my loved ones I just gotta get more

And ever since then I've been had my respect

Got so many opps on my dick, what the heck (What the-)

Tell Noel don't go force dick in her neck

Someone tell Ricky go pick up a TEC

Tell Nick go pick up his car it's a wreck

Someone tell Justin go pick up a check (Worda bro)

Said he watchin' me but ain't seen nun yet

Damn he so broke, can't put her on a jet

Hit from the back she be gettin' so wet

She gon' blow up my phone when she needin' sum sex

Now I can see why these niggas upset (Yes)

Said I can't walk through-

Like what?

Said I can't walk through the West, ight bet

When I walk in the spot, they don't throw up they set

I'm on the block, bitch you on the net

(I'm on the block bitch you on the net)

If you jump in that field, better tighten ya cleats

If you jump to assumptions, better keep ya receipts

When I catch me a Cav he'll be catchin sum heat

Man, shoutout LeBron but I'm the king of these streets

She gon' catch her a cab when she done eatin' my meat

She screamed "fuck Marquis, you got me eatin' ya sheets"

It be what it be when I'm beatin' them cheeks

Catch Will lackin' smack him straight through his teeth

Ain't forget about Chris, he'll get rocked out his sneaks

When I up the big chop it's gon' make 'em retreat

I'm makin' this easy like it's 123

You know where to meet, no Sesame Street

Leave a few holes through ya block like it's cheese

You was talkin' that shit but you do not know me (Nah)

Thought shit was sweet tryin' to play my homie (Nah)

Thought you could sneak but I already peeped

(Thought it was over, nah still talking my shit, suck my dick!)

(Black nigga from the back nigga)

Better stay on ya side when you go pick and choose

I know where you lay so you better not snooze

When you run into me bet I'm hoping you lose

He tried to call truce, made him zoom out his shoes

Called you out ya lies, know it's real hard to chew

If we talkin' the truth, what the fuck did you do? (Fuck did you do?)

Nobody can talk on the shit I went through

Every time that they dissed, man you know I bent through

Finna pull up if you ready or not

He tried to sneak me and got punched in the spot

Hit him like a truck, he got parked in the lot

His bitch tryna bark but ya nigga got dropped

That other lil thot talkin' hot, she got popped

Still poppin' my shit, give a fuck 'bout the cops

Opps stay tryna plot I just hope that it stops

Speak on my deads, I'll send you with ya pops