Touch (feat. Zay Legend)

I feel the touch, walk through the town
I feel the touch, distilled liquor round
I feel the touch, blunt not a Dutch, bumps raising up my feet holding me down

I feel the touch, walk through the town
I drop the crutch still not falling down
I feel the touch, told lil chick hush, trust got me fucked I don't feel it around

Walking through the park can't see 'em
Dropped down in the dark sense deepened
Never really felt half decent, that's recent, can't feel who peep it
Now, really all a touch that's needed
That noun brush knee with steel tips
Inbound did feel deleted, but now sounds more appealing
Type been on the low down, on lone now, none close round
Whole ounce, blown down, tray hold mounds
Old hounds, bark so loud, don't know how
they stay round, weak biting old crowds like bitch matter fact it's fuck your four count
I hopped out the cot with a lot some wanna know bout
Caught up in a thought, sought what I didn't know bout
Yeah I saw a lot in that spot on the fold out
Never ever bought you could jot up ya whole route
Now it's all I want, should I stop for who hold out?
Talking to that op... all ever he got was what some drop when they route going so south
Too devout to who forgot what from their own mouth

I feel the touch, walk through the town
I feel the touch, distilled liquor round
I feel the touch, blunt not a Dutch, bumps raising up my feet holding me down

I feel the touch, walk through the town
I drop the crutch still not falling down
I feel the touch, told lil chick hush, trust got me fucked I don't feel it around

I don't feel it no more, no more, no more huh...
Stopped seeing for sure, for sure, you know what...
If it's needed I'll go through doors that closed shut
But don't feel like I should hold for who broke trust

Some eyes wide shut, can't see a face unless it's green
Three signs that's bucks and dollars safe, but they remain in their dreams
Cold to the touch another place a hand to dap up the team
They need some luck we felt the shake and sensed they not what they seem

What's with the vibe?
You me feeling right?
Let's take our time my circle stay tight rolling my dice
Hope you don't die...
Don't run around talking that fake shit
Leave them lying in the matrix
Working hard we don't play shit

I feel the touch, walk through the town
I feel the touch, distilled liquor round
I feel the touch, blunt not a Dutch, bumps raising up my feet holding me down

I feel the touch, walk through the town
I drop the crutch still not falling down
I feel the touch, told lil chick hush, trust got me fucked I don't feel it around