Dave - LA Leakers Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] With my Spanish girl, Valeria, super freaky but she acting diva And all she wants to do is tease a boy that's why she give me neck kisses when I'm playing FIFA My Latina, Angelina, Colombiana come from Medellín And all she cares about is weed and s** Half the time we ain't even speaking But if I ain't feeling it then I'm swerving My new girl got my old girl hurting The last ex that I had was a lighty but the next X that I get is a German That's a X5 or a six door I'll get it c**aine white like a gringo I got a link at Stoney for clothes so this hoody that I own cost ocho cinco With my Spanish girl playing FIFA “Mas tequila? Sí señorita" WhatsApp only I'm overseas, I'm in Beverley Hills I might phone Genita My Spanish girl's playing FIFA “Mas tequila? Sí señorita" WhatsApp only I'm overseas, I'm in Beverley Hills I might phone Genita I came here to change the game But as time went by the game made me change And I can't explain but everybody has a part to play And I was meant to have the flipping heart to say To anyone and everyone that there's a different path to take That you can make a living That you can go legit to show them you can make a k**ing You don't have to make it k**ing So now when people say I'm different, I just beg to differ Every song I sing it's like I'm getting bigger And every time I'm rapping with a message they don't ever listen It's like, I was meant to do this for the love of this Like I was meant to stop that kid from tryna k** that other kid, I I was meant to bring all of my brothers in Until I realized that this attention doesn't cover things Like, I can buy most the clothes for free but there ain't no flipping way that I could buy my brothers freedom So hocus pocus, you don't focus then you're close to d**h Our worlds are too different, things that I could do different It's like it's so intense, there's intent where there's no intent These words are here to build strong children they're tryna fix broken men And they hate me, so when these sirens come I hold my waist they hope to take me Resolve beyond a code, no selling souls you couldn't break me This hate talk for jakes from a baby These blue lights are crazy And lifestyles hectic, I'm fit for flashing lights I'm epileptic Before I catch attention fam I'm dashing to this entrance they could never understand Why we were pedaling them grams and putting 20's in my hand And if they ain't getting tax know they're getting it gone My hood's still antiheros like General Zod You see a stabbing turn your head and move on Don't even reach for your phone Cos if you're breaching this code you walk these streets on your own And every couple of years we lose about a hundred peers No one came to play Tekken kid My waist is where my weapon is Rides like Chessington but nothing ain't fun or fair Most man are running scared, bigger fish they're punching air, white collar punish rare Blue lights more pressure, how many man are scared? So many stabbings you would've thought that man are shanking air It's difficult for guys to care when man are tryna put you Underwood like Frank and Claire Dare you couldn't save me though, we break the law and make it known My people lost their minds, we over whether— [Instrumental ends] Ay, you say next one. Next one, next one, next one, aww. I'm running out of instrumental time. I need to, I gotta get a faster one. Yeah, a faster one [Verse 2] You see when I get nervous yeah I get this little twitch where my hand is And then my twitching it turns into deep breaths And all my deep breaths they turn into panting See it's one thing when you have no money but when I owe money it's a madness See I was 17 when I got bumped by a girl and the same day I was at her yard on a mad ting Long shank in my hand if her dad was on antics, I'm taking him the f** out And from now I'm Walter White, middle men are getting cut out And all these little girls are getting cut out, on twitter telling me that men are trash On the same day that you were getting dug out, my patience run out You need to get the f** out, we ain't playing run outs My YG's pressing on this hammer 'til it runs out Who the hell told you that I got run out? Hands in my pockets like Wenger in the dugout, I ain't going nowhere Nah G, I remember when them girls used to par me and now they wanna party Whips like the kid wearing dark green Adidas, why, I put three lines in a car key See when I feel nervous yeah, my heart beat starts racing I feel sick to my stomach I get bu*terflies and that's when I see feds or paigons See the girl's dad that never came out nah, and I was getting clocked by the neighbours, looking all shady Standing with a cutter while the local civilians put us on surveillance I was standing there so damn broke that I nearly had a tear in my eye I'm thinking bout this money that I owed to my main like I ain't coming home for today I swear to god, my heart's racing I've got another home to survey cos my young boy knows where they staying I'm scared but I can't let them know I'm afraid so I run up in the next f**ing home or estate like what? Who's bad and what's what? I'm looking for a grand and a half And if you haven't got it, I'm taking electronics And all these clothes you have right down to your socks We're taking your Xbox, your TV set Your PlayStation I'll trade into CEX VVS, diamonds I swear to God Anything that we can sell, we'll collect And we'll do it nice and clean And you could be Jamaican or polish I'm coming for your rice and peas I'll hold your Z but I wanna see 9 bars like I had a dozen and I lost three sheep I wasn't getting money You would've thought I gotta live for my friend, I was beefing over petty money I wasn't getting money, still I'll test the Weston's kit though Effervescence in Vimto Catch you in the night like crypto Big chrome, turn your Wednesday apocalypto Freeze your guys up like Calypso Windows, ain't really a problem 'cause we tint those Muscle in the back this guy's looking like the big show Hustling for stacks I'm talking hustling for rack—