Feel Me

Who gone save me from myself
What can I do to pass this test

When can I get this off my chest
Where is support ain't no hope left

How do I cope with all this stress
Why won't I put my pain to rest

So sick of having less
Pray to the alpha now im blessed

I just wanna right my wrongs
I let my soul flow through these songs

Don't want you round me leave me lone
Too much thoughts Rome through my dome

Smoke up on a spliff high as a drone
Reminisce about the times ain't have a home

Nigga 10-11 writing poems
11 Year's later still flowing

Want to take care of my fam
We seen a lot I don't think you understand

I had to plot had to come up with a plan
Take my shot if I ever get the chance

Success gone put me in a trance
See the future ima live extravagant

Promise made ain't looking back again
Its Destiny ain't given gifts by accident

You dont gotta like my music cause it aint made for you
Its made for the supporters and the folks who stayed loyal
Down to my last my soul it used to boil, angry at myself cause I knew that I was royal
I feel my life changing slowly but surely
My persona is impeccable so the shawtys adore me
Its crazy you can see yourself rich before it happen
I know that I am capable with this music shit im snappin
I tried to share my dreams with people and they started laughing
Not knowing my bars is really jumping like gymnastics

I seen some grimey shit happen I wont get into graphics
I learned from them situations and just switched up tactics

Tryna grind to the point where counting money is everlasting
And compete with the people I look up to and surpass em

My life is like some shit you sit and watch on a tv
The good scenes are the shit and the bad ones are gory

I die and go to heaven want niggas to know my story
Young nigga raised up in the jungle where they scoring

Found my own wave now im in my glory, not about who with you in the end its the during
Learned a lot on my own, pain flow right through these songs

Was stranded left all alone, lord knows I was living wrong
Hommicide stay on my mind, Never fold cant drop no dimes
Its been plenty of times, my pockets was on decline
Manned up aint do no crying, Wanted to break that aint my kind

Niggas like me hard to find
Out them deep crevasses I climbed

Bad decisions made cant rewind, Finna make a mill off these rhymes

Badchick she hella fine
Throw it at me imma break her spine