ya feel me

Doubt that the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt I love

Man most of y'all is filthy
Most of y'all would play possum, if They tried to kill me
Most of y'all is false advertisers You on some Ogilvy
How I be on all the socials but I'm Still me
Hope your friends would still be Friendly if you wasn't wealthy
I know I'm just exaggerating but I Hope you feel me

You feel me, you feel me
Glad I got somebody who go love Me and go heal me
Love me for the real me, never Conceal me
I got homies from my ex city who Never seeing me
But they still believe in me I'm Cooking up religiously because They got they faith in me

My circle tight but it stay this way Ideally
What's that they say about circles Going on for infinity
Can't have too many homies that's A loss, free publicity
And fake homies cannot take the Heat, that's just plasticity
And fake homies ain't gone take a Beating or cure your infancy
And fake homies care bout what You building, what's in your inventory
Got no fake homies in the vicinity, Hope you feeling me

You feel me, you feel me
Ay yeah you feel me, you feel me
Yeah ay you feel me, you feel me
Ay yeah I really hope you feeling Me
I'm sparing your tranquility

You feel me, you feel me
Ay yeah you feel me, you feel me
Yeah ay you feel me, you feel me
Ay yeah I really hope you feeling me
Lose your gullibility

Honesty is of God and dishonesty Is of the devil, and the devil was a Liar from the beginning



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Writer(s): Cayleb Pienaar
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