All for the Love Freestyle

[Verse 1] 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 God damns and Jesus Christes 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 bein' fake And I write my mean 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 rappin' 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 My 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 lookin'-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 rollin', blowin' Cali in the whip, stylin' She actin' like it's a molly and her shit smilin' She ain't listen, she probably in the whip wildin' Suckin' like it's the Kylie Jenner Lip Challenge Uh, play-off game on the seventy-inch And I'm the type of player that never get benched Bitches wanna hang you, never the lynch I'm tryin' to live this dream and never get pinched Just somethin' '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 And 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 [Hook] Chillin', sittin' in a Ghost, quarter-million While all these niggas actin' jealous in their feelings Next few years, I'm a stack it to the ceilin' All for the love and keep killin', yeah Chillin', sittin' in a Ghost, quarter-million While all these niggas actin' jealous in their feelings Next few years, I'm a stack it to the ceilin' All for the love and keep killin', yeah