"All For The Love Freestyle" lyrics
Fabolous & DJ Clue? Lyrics
[DJ Clue]
Yeah... Live from the 718
World famous DJ Clue, Desert Storm
That kid Loso
You know how we do every Friday, right?
Put them streets on fire, break that fucking Internet
Let's get it
[Fabolous:]
I wish niggas would stop huffing and puffing
And just blow the fuckin house down already
When you think of me you think of the nicest
My slow flow's a modern day crisis, these freestyles are priceless
All you gon' hear is "Goddamn"s and "Jesus Christ"es
While these 90s beats become religious sacrifices
Rap Game's ISIS, studio terrorism
Lira Galore came through, helped me with the lyricism
These is hard bars, type you only hear in prison
Swag rap got you blind, this shit'll clear your vision
Grass cut low so you can catch 'em being snake
'Cause everybody real 'til you catch 'em being fake
Now write my meanest shit when I'm in a nice mood
And Friday's ain't been this good since Ice Cube's
See behind every nice dude is a monster
They say behind every bad bitch is a sponsor
Just remember, that this time could be your last time
That's why I'm out here rapping like it's my last rhyme
So stop complaining, and get in your swag
In other words get out your feelings, and get in your bag
Nigga, your biggest problem is you care too much
And you always around, you be there too much
And it's fuck what you heard 'cause you hear too much
You just a looking ass nigga and you stare too much
And over here we don't care for such
It's so real, shorty still hop in and be like "here's your dutch"
And now we rolling, blowing Cali in the whip styling
She actin like it's a molly and her shit smiling
She ain't listen, she probably in the whip wilding
Sucking like it's the #KylieJennerLipChallenge
[DJ Clue]
Cluminati!
[Fabolous:]
Uh, playoff game on the 70 inch
And I'm the type of player that never get bench
Bitches wanna hang you, never the lynch
I'm tryna live this dream and never get pinched!
Just something 'bout my shit, I got it figured out
Bitch I don't need your number I'm seven-figured out
Nowadays it looks like talk is all these niggas 'bout
Seems like the smallest pockets always have the biggest mouth
Being broke is a joke, I know I shouldn't laugh
That's why I come for everything they said I couldn't have
Before I go, only thing I want to mention is
Money ain't the root of all evil now, attention is
Chillin, sittin in a Ghost, quarter million
While all these niggas actin jealous in their feelings
Next few years I'ma stack it to the ceiling
All for the love and keep killing yeah
[DJ Clue:]
DJ Clue
Loso
Uh huh
Live from the 718 nigga
Those murder bars (Cluminati!)
Fuego
Yeah... Live from the 718
World famous DJ Clue, Desert Storm
That kid Loso
You know how we do every Friday, right?
Put them streets on fire, break that fucking Internet
Let's get it
[Fabolous:]
I wish niggas would stop huffing and puffing
And just blow the fuckin house down already
When you think of me you think of the nicest
My slow flow's a modern day crisis, these freestyles are priceless
All you gon' hear is "Goddamn"s and "Jesus Christ"es
While these 90s beats become religious sacrifices
Rap Game's ISIS, studio terrorism
Lira Galore came through, helped me with the lyricism
These is hard bars, type you only hear in prison
Swag rap got you blind, this shit'll clear your vision
Grass cut low so you can catch 'em being snake
'Cause everybody real 'til you catch 'em being fake
Now write my meanest shit when I'm in a nice mood
And Friday's ain't been this good since Ice Cube's
See behind every nice dude is a monster
They say behind every bad bitch is a sponsor
Just remember, that this time could be your last time
That's why I'm out here rapping like it's my last rhyme
So stop complaining, and get in your swag
In other words get out your feelings, and get in your bag
Nigga, your biggest problem is you care too much
And you always around, you be there too much
And it's fuck what you heard 'cause you hear too much
You just a looking ass nigga and you stare too much
And over here we don't care for such
It's so real, shorty still hop in and be like "here's your dutch"
And now we rolling, blowing Cali in the whip styling
She actin like it's a molly and her shit smiling
She ain't listen, she probably in the whip wilding
Sucking like it's the #KylieJennerLipChallenge
[DJ Clue]
Cluminati!
[Fabolous:]
Uh, playoff game on the 70 inch
And I'm the type of player that never get bench
Bitches wanna hang you, never the lynch
I'm tryna live this dream and never get pinched!
Just something 'bout my shit, I got it figured out
Bitch I don't need your number I'm seven-figured out
Nowadays it looks like talk is all these niggas 'bout
Seems like the smallest pockets always have the biggest mouth
Being broke is a joke, I know I shouldn't laugh
That's why I come for everything they said I couldn't have
Before I go, only thing I want to mention is
Money ain't the root of all evil now, attention is
Chillin, sittin in a Ghost, quarter million
While all these niggas actin jealous in their feelings
Next few years I'ma stack it to the ceiling
All for the love and keep killing yeah
[DJ Clue:]
DJ Clue
Loso
Uh huh
Live from the 718 nigga
Those murder bars (Cluminati!)
Fuego
