FEELIN

Man, I'm larger than life
These fools wonder if it's the bark or the bite
It's both, chilling in these streets you walking at night
Sipping a little something with some Bun insight
Gone around three in the morning
Grinding or making your girl moaning
Harlem nights, something underneath the pillow
Something automatic, like Steph at the free throw
Self serving but we do this for the people
Flow plus the credo, try to get more Green than Cee-Lo
You know, The good mostly die over bullshit
So I got the spirit of TyV, every line I spit
From where no questions asked, we pull quick
Hustle smarter, advancement from a quick lick
Play harder, can't say Da G.R.I.N.D isn't for the culture
My moves is the reason I can move in a maneuver with these vultures

And the love to hate
And then hate to love
Are they there when you straight
Or is just the buzz
And the love to hate
And then hate to love
Are they there when you straight
Or is just the buzz

Bending corners like niggas bending the rules
Slight nudge to the peddle work wheel and then cruise
Watch me work these BPM's that's word to DJ Cruize
A little intoxicated let's say that he's in the mood
The king with me the real they never die
Need no one to sing with me no ill can kill the vibe
Pretty women giving eyes grab cap and then I dive
Deep water where I'm swimming right stroke can get them high
Who am I kidding my lady ain't having that
Use to say I'm in the streets now done I giving them back
Neatly wrapped with a message, don't give any hater slack
Get to stomping where it's grim, Wayne promise you fall flat
That's a fact sipping and smoking while peeping the scene
Love for my city deeper than dagger from Steph hitting three
Step back let it be there's always a time and place
Ghost protocol my method leaving without a trace

And the love to hate
And then hate to love
Are they there when you straight
Or is just the buzz
And the love to hate
And then hate to love
Are they there when you straight
Or is just the buzz
Or is just the buzz, is ever enough

The verses are the truth when we put it in air
However you want it, we stay fully prepared
Front, back and side to side
Underground Kingz, whenever it's time to ride
Whenever we trying to vibe, might be sipping that Don P
That's cap, more like apple, we calling Big C
And hard is how we coming, new Ball and JG
Lay it down every time, impeccable emcees
Each line, turns you into mince meat
Varnell Hill of this shit, did you miss me
Way we cook it up, dope is the recipe
If Bootsy get the charge, guess who's the accessory



Credits
Writer(s): Jamaud Lester
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