I Got Feelings
(DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah)
I
I, I can't lie, it break my heart to see you cry
But bitch, you lyin'
You can't even look me in my eyes if you try
I know I'm a nigga but I got feelings, bitch, I'm tired
I can't lie, this bitch golden, she control me when she ride
She said, "Don't jump in this water, you might drown if you dive"
I stay out the way, these niggas dyin' left and right
I cannot be next, I'ma be here for me and mine
'Cause if I die, they won't give my momma a dime
That's why I'ma get rich or die trying
Like 50 Cent, niggas talkin' ridin', slidin'
Drive by but ain't shootin' shit, and you a bitch
Don't come in my DM talkin' 'bout you and a bitch, that's goofy shit
And I heard you ain't even hit the bitch, she gave you a hug and a kiss
Ha-ha-ha
And I really don't give a fuck 'bout
Who I fall out with long as I play my part
And no, I ain't got no kids, but love my nieces
Treat them like my daughters
And I don't even go to party, buy me a bottle
Still have some more for tomorrow
'Cause I ain't even drink it all, last night went retarded
I could be drunk as fuck, I still can't picture me fallin'
Shoulda put me on 2K21 so you can picture me ballin'
Oh, nigga tried to text 'em, I'm like, "No"
I'ma go out in a shootout, that's fasho'
Had to break them niggas off, they broke the code
Bullet ain't got no name, but I got aim with this pole
Bullet ain't got no name, but I got aim with this pole
Take that boy a selfie, that's a face shot, strike a pose
Turn that boy to Rudolph, we got red dots on his nose
We gon' turn that boy to Rudolph, we got red dots on his nose
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
I, I can't lie, it break my heart to see you cry
Huh, bitch, you lyin'
You can't even look me in my eyes if you try
I know I'm a nigga but I got feelings, bitch, I'm tired
Can't lie, this bitch golden, she control me when she ride
She said, "Don't jump in this water, you might drown if you dive"
I stay out the way, these niggas dyin' left and right
I cannot be next, I'ma be here for me and mine
'Cause if I die, they won't give my momma a dime
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
I
I, I can't lie, it break my heart to see you cry
But bitch, you lyin'
You can't even look me in my eyes if you try
I know I'm a nigga but I got feelings, bitch, I'm tired
I can't lie, this bitch golden, she control me when she ride
She said, "Don't jump in this water, you might drown if you dive"
I stay out the way, these niggas dyin' left and right
I cannot be next, I'ma be here for me and mine
'Cause if I die, they won't give my momma a dime
That's why I'ma get rich or die trying
Like 50 Cent, niggas talkin' ridin', slidin'
Drive by but ain't shootin' shit, and you a bitch
Don't come in my DM talkin' 'bout you and a bitch, that's goofy shit
And I heard you ain't even hit the bitch, she gave you a hug and a kiss
Ha-ha-ha
And I really don't give a fuck 'bout
Who I fall out with long as I play my part
And no, I ain't got no kids, but love my nieces
Treat them like my daughters
And I don't even go to party, buy me a bottle
Still have some more for tomorrow
'Cause I ain't even drink it all, last night went retarded
I could be drunk as fuck, I still can't picture me fallin'
Shoulda put me on 2K21 so you can picture me ballin'
Oh, nigga tried to text 'em, I'm like, "No"
I'ma go out in a shootout, that's fasho'
Had to break them niggas off, they broke the code
Bullet ain't got no name, but I got aim with this pole
Bullet ain't got no name, but I got aim with this pole
Take that boy a selfie, that's a face shot, strike a pose
Turn that boy to Rudolph, we got red dots on his nose
We gon' turn that boy to Rudolph, we got red dots on his nose
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
I, I can't lie, it break my heart to see you cry
Huh, bitch, you lyin'
You can't even look me in my eyes if you try
I know I'm a nigga but I got feelings, bitch, I'm tired
Can't lie, this bitch golden, she control me when she ride
She said, "Don't jump in this water, you might drown if you dive"
I stay out the way, these niggas dyin' left and right
I cannot be next, I'ma be here for me and mine
'Cause if I die, they won't give my momma a dime
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Credits
Writer(s): Kevione Austin
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