May 20th, 2020
Feeling it
Way whattup boy
So many niggas died before they really lived
Kids killing kids
Taking guilty bids
Is it something more to life somebody got to fill me in
My Christian friend
Point me to some verses out Corinthians
My Aunt know a therapist can find some time to fit me in
Facing blunts ready for whatever life can hit me with
End up getting lit again
The car they gotta lift me in
On the ride home I look out the window the city spins
The drama getting ridiculous
Over dividends
I done seen my niggas lynched
We gotta penny pinch
Days later penniless
My train of thought selling ticketing
Deposit pennies in
Tell you bout the grittiness
Loved ones and friends we miss
Think of Jerry never find the right way to mention it
Wish life came with alternate versions, we could switch the ends
And got the chance to speak on our differences
Both as bigger men
Can I cleanse my sins
While harmonies and these rhythms blend
Praying when I'm gone they celebrate me for my vigilance
Pain hit ain't no giving in
We just get it in
Risking limbs
Tryna get the win
Big arithmetic
Niggas know the clique I'm with
Man, Black Rabbit out here pimping shit
Naw, me and Skinny out here killing shit
Aye, Way prophecy we fulfilling it
I was broke with the niggas that I'm building with
Just feeling it
When the air right I'm feeling it
Way whattup boy
So many niggas died before they really lived
Kids killing kids
Taking guilty bids
Is it something more to life somebody got to fill me in
My Christian friend
Point me to some verses out Corinthians
My Aunt know a therapist can find some time to fit me in
Facing blunts ready for whatever life can hit me with
End up getting lit again
The car they gotta lift me in
On the ride home I look out the window the city spins
The drama getting ridiculous
Over dividends
I done seen my niggas lynched
We gotta penny pinch
Days later penniless
My train of thought selling ticketing
Deposit pennies in
Tell you bout the grittiness
Loved ones and friends we miss
Think of Jerry never find the right way to mention it
Wish life came with alternate versions, we could switch the ends
And got the chance to speak on our differences
Both as bigger men
Can I cleanse my sins
While harmonies and these rhythms blend
Praying when I'm gone they celebrate me for my vigilance
Pain hit ain't no giving in
We just get it in
Risking limbs
Tryna get the win
Big arithmetic
Niggas know the clique I'm with
Man, Black Rabbit out here pimping shit
Naw, me and Skinny out here killing shit
Aye, Way prophecy we fulfilling it
I was broke with the niggas that I'm building with
Just feeling it
When the air right I'm feeling it
Credits
Writer(s): Leslie Rolfe
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