Felt Like Rappin'"
Uh aww man
I dont even always feel like rapping for real for real you feel me?
I aint even going hold you
But when I do, oh I do
Look
Fake love I know they acting
Heart cold no reactions
Tho these problems overlapping
Im doing good for those who asking
But im cool yeah
Long as my folks is happy
And my daughters know they daddy
Grind hard no relaxing
Go hard till they close my casket
I plan on die shinning so bury me in a golden casket
And when I die dont cry just high and roll a fat one
And if you drink, drink it straight no soda after
Stressed out post traumatic
Demons trying to hold me backwards
How the fuck bro was lacking
Knowing he was supposed to have it
Heard I try set yo up and I don't even know what happened
I never spoke on that one
Snakes in the grass done bit me I aint notice that one
Still free the villainz my niggas my bros forever
Shout out bro and what he did for me man I owe him back one
We had to survive in the coldest weather
So we sold whatever, and we stole whatever
We was young and dumb we aint know no better
We did whatever I don't know if ima go to heaven
I was down bad with no bread for a haircut and my fro was nappy, elbows was ashy
I was broke as joke and won't be laughing
Still won't be begging still won't be asking
Im in my own lane and aint worried bout who go to fastest
I swear I'm so focused and won't alow no distractions
Told shordy if she have that baby its business now no more pleasure
Aint no happy family shit going on we aint go together
Tired of fucking these hoes and ratchets
Who need to low they standards
Shit lately I aint even been trying they just throw it at me
And you know ima catch that shit like you know im randy
I dont know what they trying prove but these hoes be nasty
May they all find a nigga for them and I hope they happy
But naw that nigga aint me I aint no romantic no attachments
I wish my lost ones was here blow the candles
Wishes aint granted all we got is memories and the photos captured
When I smile I light up the sky like roman candles
Heart cold and I still never froze in action
Niggas want to rap beef so bad but I know yo just rapping
I know yo just capping
Cuz we can meet up and explode them ratchets
Load up them banana clips and go bananas
Anyways they flows is stagnant
And everytime I drop bitch you know its classics
I got bars you can post as captions
Niggas lying in the songs man expose them bastards
I dont even talk about my problems I just go to rapping
I was just want to pack up and leave and just go wherever
Still minding mine you know to focus better
And they say im crazy
Cuz I don't give a fuck about shit that supposedly supposed to matter
And this the part where you realize you aint fuckin with me nigga
The moment after
Ahh Yo crazy
Yeah
I dont even always feel like rapping for real for real you feel me?
I aint even going hold you
But when I do, oh I do
Look
Fake love I know they acting
Heart cold no reactions
Tho these problems overlapping
Im doing good for those who asking
But im cool yeah
Long as my folks is happy
And my daughters know they daddy
Grind hard no relaxing
Go hard till they close my casket
I plan on die shinning so bury me in a golden casket
And when I die dont cry just high and roll a fat one
And if you drink, drink it straight no soda after
Stressed out post traumatic
Demons trying to hold me backwards
How the fuck bro was lacking
Knowing he was supposed to have it
Heard I try set yo up and I don't even know what happened
I never spoke on that one
Snakes in the grass done bit me I aint notice that one
Still free the villainz my niggas my bros forever
Shout out bro and what he did for me man I owe him back one
We had to survive in the coldest weather
So we sold whatever, and we stole whatever
We was young and dumb we aint know no better
We did whatever I don't know if ima go to heaven
I was down bad with no bread for a haircut and my fro was nappy, elbows was ashy
I was broke as joke and won't be laughing
Still won't be begging still won't be asking
Im in my own lane and aint worried bout who go to fastest
I swear I'm so focused and won't alow no distractions
Told shordy if she have that baby its business now no more pleasure
Aint no happy family shit going on we aint go together
Tired of fucking these hoes and ratchets
Who need to low they standards
Shit lately I aint even been trying they just throw it at me
And you know ima catch that shit like you know im randy
I dont know what they trying prove but these hoes be nasty
May they all find a nigga for them and I hope they happy
But naw that nigga aint me I aint no romantic no attachments
I wish my lost ones was here blow the candles
Wishes aint granted all we got is memories and the photos captured
When I smile I light up the sky like roman candles
Heart cold and I still never froze in action
Niggas want to rap beef so bad but I know yo just rapping
I know yo just capping
Cuz we can meet up and explode them ratchets
Load up them banana clips and go bananas
Anyways they flows is stagnant
And everytime I drop bitch you know its classics
I got bars you can post as captions
Niggas lying in the songs man expose them bastards
I dont even talk about my problems I just go to rapping
I was just want to pack up and leave and just go wherever
Still minding mine you know to focus better
And they say im crazy
Cuz I don't give a fuck about shit that supposedly supposed to matter
And this the part where you realize you aint fuckin with me nigga
The moment after
Ahh Yo crazy
Yeah
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Writer(s): Dontay Simms
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