Push It Freestyle

[Intro]
Ayy man, it's a whole lot of Florida Boy shit, you know
Haha, ayy, straight up, ayy
Gotta push it nigga, whatever you doin' nigga, it don't matter
Go get it, ayy, don't touch it, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
You gotta push it on your own
Work a nine to five, in these streets you keep your chrome
So when you winnin', niggas rather see you gone
Fuck a hand out, I'm the man now
Did it with them zones and make a song
I'm a bad bitch getter, I'm a big bag flipper
Since a youngin been that nigga
Came from nothin', now I'm turned up, I bossed my life up
Any nigga tryna touch me, I'm a fuckin' bust, ayy
I'm in these streets for real, walk with that heat for real
I'ma squeeze for real
Niggas be hatin', them be the niggas that's fakin'
When there's problems I creep for real
See me runnin' them bands up, now them niggas stealin' my sauce, yeah
I don't entertain them niggas, hit the gas, go real fast, not exhaust yeah
They seen me come from nothin', street grindin' to rap hustlin'
Hundred people at my shows, now it's a hundred dozen
They was throwin' my CD's on the floor, now music buzzin'
Family big but out the blue I gained a million cousins
Kinda glad I ain't blow up overnight 'cause I know the lord real
You got more followers but I got more dollars, show so how that feel
Smokey kept it real, Matt and Rack, they kept it real
Tom Jess ain't wanna drive me to them shows, he did it still
If that ain't love, don't know what love is
I give 'em hope, they seen the growth, over the past years
And I can't stress it enough, how much I love and miss you Chauncey
The sacrifice you took for us to get this money

[Outro]
Free Chauncey 'til it's backwards nigga
Lil Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothin' man
The Youngin ho
Florida Boy shit, hey
BBG shit nigga, when I say that shit I mean that shit nigga
RIP Boola, RIP BigHead nigga, yeah