Feel It

You gotta feel it in ya soul, you can't be playing with it
Niggas want yo spot, they outta plans, niggaz plain victims
Step it up another notch, might go cop another watch
Keep it plain Jane or bust the bezel out
Shit, I fell back but now I'm back to it, stack stupid
save the money, or die broke boy don't act stupid
Seen it a million times, the top dawg fell off
Tried to catch a wave but that ship sailed off
Hell nah, niggaz ain't going down on prices
Taxing everything moving, you don't like it then don't buy it
You ain't gone no until you try it I mean you can't knock until you try it right
I'll send a flight, long As it come wit p's at a nice price
Niggaz ain't living the life they rap they just heard about it
You ain't do a state bid and fly con air for fed transit
Paper suits and bob barkers, that cot, slept like a damn coffin
Now we blow thru bands, don't even price check
Took yo bitch wit me, sent her right back

Right back to block I left nigga
Finish with the same ones who started I ain't left niggaz
If a nigga ain't around, he ain't stand his ground
We move different, I need blue for a 1/2 this food different
5 flat don't need 10 I promise my dudes get em
Cut the lights off this shit ain't gazy, my shit hittin
I Ain't tucking shit, these niggaz bleed just like me
Brody got 2 barrels and dont do drugs, don't shit get by him
And he stay right by me, and we stay on point, shit
Don't point in our direction cuz we pointing joints
Shit, Niggaz Blazing shit, we don't play with shit, shit
I'm tryna make a million dollars and just go legit
Draco told me fuck them niggaz, make em hate we winning
You gotta Feel it in yo soul you can't be playing with it
Niggaz plain victim, better that than a witness
Niggaz die behind this shit, you can't be playing wit it



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Writer(s): Tevin Mulligan
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