Feel My Pain

Huh
This life in the hood
Where I come from
Lions tigers bears oh my
We back

I remember back when
I'll take 32 from my crack bin
I hit the scene then I hit the feens in a half spin
A different king that would split the cream with my faction
Try to ditch the dream but the triple beam was my passion
I started packing whoa
Then started clapping so
That didn't stop me from getting doe off of trapping no
I didn't know I would make it from off of rapping
Even when shit would slow up I told myself it would happen scrap
Let's take it back a little
When I was half as little
Only 17 but I already learned to pack the fiddle
The hunger pains had me always angry and asking riddles
They eating on chicken all I really ever had was gristle
It's crazy how these niggas only half official
I pull the tech out on these niggas so they have to whistle
Grown man no man we don't have no issues
I'm really the shit when I'm finished you could have the tissue
But hold up
I'm tryna blow up
I'm having visions of niggas getting their glow up
I'm seeing pictures of niggas tearing the roads up
Niggas plotting and hating they scheming make it so tough
But that was wack to me
Viewed it as a tragedy
Tried to put some niggas on I tried to do it gradually
Through with all these niggas bond their movements all I had to see
I done made a movement that ain't moving so I had to leave
I was sitting in a grave like a corpse do
Really hitting my brain to twist away like a corkscrew
I done been a victim of the system and the court rules
I'm surrounded by pigs I'm in the mix like its pork stew
I'm looking like a lame I'm feeling subtract
This shit is insane it be the same when I come back
See I will never give up on the place that got me dumb stacks
But I just got to prove my point like a thumb tack

I seen the struggle and it's filled with shame
The real niggas feel my pain
Every day u wake up in the jungle it just feel like rain
The real niggas feel my pain
Call our Sundays gun days you could feel the bang
The real niggas feel my pain
Keep your head woke head float and never chill with lames
The real niggas feel my pain

Shout out to all the niggas that posted on all the corners on all the blocks
Around the world that's in all the buildings in all the spots
Hold your head know you chasing cream and avoiding cops
You get a loyal team and that's word to me you get all the gwap
You make it more than hot
Start taking all the stock
Your paper chunky you flood the scene like the toilet blocked
These niggas hungry they get no cream so they call the opps
You got 100 demons that come with things that do more than pop
But these the things that got my head scarred
See I got niggas on the field throwing better bullets than Brett Favre
You see the grip you better just jog
Blick will leave you and your niggas dripping just leaking liquids like egg nog
But this a cold game
Where niggas watching your change
Plotting cuz you competition tryna put out your flames
Even these bitches on it they scheme with niggas that's so lame
Niggas keeping it on em they know these bullets got no names
Man just imagine all the drama when the rent come
People hitting the strip overtime to double their income
Just for 40 dollars a bitch will swallow and lick some
Man this shit is disgusting I'll let u know when this bitch done
It's always going down in my hood
Niggas empty then they roll the sour in woods
Please don't tempt me don't wanna flex my power like suge
You knowing if it's a problem I ain't stopping what's good

I seen the struggle and it's filled with shame
The real niggas feel my pain
Every day u wake up in the jungle it just feel like rain
The real niggas feel my pain
Call our Sundays gun days you could feel the bang
The real niggas feel my pain
Keep your head woke head float and never chill with lames
The real niggas feel my pain