Feel Better?

Isolated at the bottom had no luck
Smoking on that Icky call me Sticky I was Stuck
Grinding for my Giannis Bucks
Tryna get my Cheese without the Crust
Remember we was hopping turnstiles and the bus
Now it's two seats in a car just us
Baddies wanna fuck no love just lust
They used to call us dirty now we left them in the dust
Believe and trust, Ima make it
Top floor how far me a take it
Go on tour round the world explore
With a foreign ting I heard she top whore
And I ain't finna fuck with the fake anymore
Gyal pon dick she doing parkour
I'm in her kitty kat, hardcore, hardcore
A me she adore but she ain't getting no Dior

Turn up Stick (GoHamSaun)

Nothing feel better when you got a vision
They ain't believe in you now that vision how you livin'
Them niggas wasn't with you when you cooking in the kitchen
Now they feeling obligated piece a Bred and sum Chicken
They wanna see me fall but I ain't tripping
Only time I trip when my blunt with grabba kicking
I ain't have it all and I ain't know how to listen
I was trapping, flipping, in the store shoplifting
Now I'm rapping, I be spittin, and my flows I be switching
Solo on the mic, reminiscing
I don't wanna pipe lil mama get to spitting
But she throwing that shit back damn it's quite appealing

Damn
Shawty got me feeling like the man
Light a blunt I'm in Space no Jam
I'm just tryna get rich, feed the fam
For the Chicken like Saun I Go Ham

Believe and trust, Ima make it
Top floor how far me a take it
Go on tour round the world explore
With a foreign ting I heard she top whore
And I ain't finna fuck with the fake anymore
Gyal pon dick she doing parkour
I'm in her kitty kat, hardcore, hardcore
A me she adore but she ain't getting no Dior



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Writer(s): Shemar Anderson
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