Feel Me Pt. II

I rather give up my all and die
Standing on my feet
Before I slave away on hand and knee
2023 ways
Still I'm progressing from the younger me
It's only better on a Potent beat
Dealing with the metaphysical to ward off all my enemies
Taking knowledge from my ancestors for some peace
My wife exposing me to greater lessons
Teachings that can reach a nigga
Give me something that can touch forever
You can't expire that
These higher powers keep my chakras tapped in crucial callings
Dialed in my seven strengths to keep me up from falling
You should admire that through all that's going on
I still supply a pack
Instead of crying cap to take your hearts
I frame my thoughts aligned with Basquiat's
No matter what I'm on
Stroke of genius meant to captivate
Be analyzed up there with God
Chipping in my every cents until I make it far

Until this Buick turned into a Benz
Til that apartment that I walked in turned into a block I leave my kids
Trying to take it where our moms and pops could never get
You Feel me?
Until this Buick turned into a Benz
Til that apartment that I walked in turned into a block I leave my kids
Trying to take it where our moms and pops could never get

Stocks and real estate was really once our commonplace
But it's the more we know
The more they hate
You got to innovate and stutter step your soul to cross the devils waiting
Stay on course, the journeys' yours
No matter where or how they try to take it
Traction game unique
That means my tires screech, but never slipping
High and writing rhymes
Drifting to that Super Fly
On steady blast, start my engine
Conjured up, recouped from loss
I'm gunning full percentage

Until that Buick turned into a business
Til that apartment I walked in turned into a block I leave my children
Trying to take it where my moms and pops could never with it
Trying to take it where my moms and pops could never with it



Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Mallory
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