I love the way (feat. A.yokayy)

I can make this song about dead opps, but I'm not cause I know that the feds watch
Matter of fact, let me talk my shit, let me speak on how lil bro ran from the red dot
All that talking in school, but when I had caught you, boy, I had the back of yo head hot
Sending these bullets from all types of different directions, but let me not speak on that dead guy
Bruh it's you acting gangsta, but running from me, all that internet talking mean nothing
to me
Your bitch moving slow, but she running for me
Give her this dick she running from me
It's you switching cities cause you almost died and tryna act like nothing happened for me
It's you tryna tell all these folks
that you slid, but almost got put in a casket for me

When I get on his block (I love it, yeah)
When I shoot through his car (I love it, yeah)
When that boy try to flee
But I'm chasing him down cause he ain't get it far (I love it, I love it, I love it)
When I left him in shock (I love it)
I caught him lacking almost broke his jaw (I love it)
When he assumed I was pussy
Because I was quiet
Then later on shot through his house, put him on the blouse (I loveeee it)
Nigga don't know I'm dangerous
I'll turn the whole city to angel dust
Better not try to come play with us, that shit not a threat it's a promise for us
Will I ever stop?, to be real
I don't know so let's make this the end of discussion
Somebody had asked how this make me feel, man just know that I love you

Man this shit right here so fun
I don't think I'm ever quitting your lifestyle
Y'all just don't know the thrill of chasing niggas, watching them talk shit thinking they finna kill you whole time
You already got a plan on them
watching they names pop up on the news this shit a thrill, no cap

I ain't gonna lie, I love this shit too bruh hold on, let me show you how we do it
Step on this hoe like the sneaker
Y'all should've known it was me on the feature
Them niggas watch from the bleachers
Catch me in body and go to the preacher
Ask him forgive all my sins, Keep helping me win, I be chopping shit down like a beaver
I do not want that lil' bitch you can keep her
I'ma just fuck on her friend, she say that's her twin but they looking like two different people
He just be rapping bout what he don't got
That's what they say, but I'ma keep on doing it till I get it, won't nan nigga take my spot
Unless I give it away, but I ain't even tend to get rid of me just come get it
Glock got a titty, lil' Dee got rid of his semi and got him an L-O-G
Shoot at them boys like CP3
spin them all around like a DVD
What's that sound?, me and lil' ruthless
You know how we get, boy you we go stupid
Hop on the beat and we kill it, that's first degree murder, we ain't never got to go on no drill
I don't need perkies, I don't need pills, smoking this za, got me out on the field
Do a drive by, got my hands on the wheel
Smoking your partner, he just got killed
I ask the bitch, how she feel
And she said
I love it (hmm)
I love it (ughh)
I love it