I Feel It Too Songtext
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I Feel It Too Songtext
Aight, so let′s just get it, alright?
I'm not gon′ say nothin', let's go
Barak America, ladies and gentlemen
I come to you by way of struggle, you dig?
I feel it too
They killed my brother Mous′, Dutch and Stack Bundles
They might try to get me, but fuck it, listen
Might′ve heard I was fuckin' with a little bitch
I sold cocaine, dabbled in a little bitch
Open up the doors, it′s like the Benz got fins
And all they can say is them kids got ends
Heard about Dutch's death, they killed the Hummer
And Mous′ died in July, man, they killed the summer
Now I move like eyes behind my head
And keep that cold barrel against my leg
'Cause I don′t want death to become me (What else?)
It's like I got a dollar left and I'm hungry (Tell ′em)
Plus, mama died years ago
People always care with love, but they never care with dough
And the baby got a brain tumor
So I pray five times and say, "In Juma"
Heard they tellin′ on the wire
And you ain't do nothin′, they just tellin' on you lyin′
Them iPhones and touch screens got my niggas in state greens
Either that or somebody made a statement
I feel it in the air too
They eatin' Velveeta
I know
Man
Fucked up, man
You know?
(They in PC)
I′m tryna seek my success beyond the projects
Tired of the risk, wanna sit back and relax a bit
Wasn't easy puttin' money away for my kids
Through the bids, niggas talkin′ shit, man
I was blessed to walk the strip again
Given the chance to laugh with friends again
Could′ve been me inside that Benz with rims
But niggas came with MAC-10s and shit, you know?
Like when Nobby got hit
I heard niggas wasn't sad or nothin′
Projects was laughin', frontin′
Half the hood was sayin', "Fuck ′em"
I was in C-73, went in my cell and weeped
Used to come get him just to blow L's in the street
Said my moms taught him lot of life lessons
Fucked him up when he heard she went back to the essence
Tried to read between life lines and catch the message
Because the way he expressed it, I had to respect it
I said, "Fuck that, I ain't goin′ back to the projects"
It′s an endangered species in houses
And they droppin' like albums
You feel it, man?
I'm not gon′ say nothin', let's go
Barak America, ladies and gentlemen
I come to you by way of struggle, you dig?
I feel it too
They killed my brother Mous′, Dutch and Stack Bundles
They might try to get me, but fuck it, listen
Might′ve heard I was fuckin' with a little bitch
I sold cocaine, dabbled in a little bitch
Open up the doors, it′s like the Benz got fins
And all they can say is them kids got ends
Heard about Dutch's death, they killed the Hummer
And Mous′ died in July, man, they killed the summer
Now I move like eyes behind my head
And keep that cold barrel against my leg
'Cause I don′t want death to become me (What else?)
It's like I got a dollar left and I'm hungry (Tell ′em)
Plus, mama died years ago
People always care with love, but they never care with dough
And the baby got a brain tumor
So I pray five times and say, "In Juma"
Heard they tellin′ on the wire
And you ain't do nothin′, they just tellin' on you lyin′
Them iPhones and touch screens got my niggas in state greens
Either that or somebody made a statement
I feel it in the air too
They eatin' Velveeta
I know
Man
Fucked up, man
You know?
(They in PC)
I′m tryna seek my success beyond the projects
Tired of the risk, wanna sit back and relax a bit
Wasn't easy puttin' money away for my kids
Through the bids, niggas talkin′ shit, man
I was blessed to walk the strip again
Given the chance to laugh with friends again
Could′ve been me inside that Benz with rims
But niggas came with MAC-10s and shit, you know?
Like when Nobby got hit
I heard niggas wasn't sad or nothin′
Projects was laughin', frontin′
Half the hood was sayin', "Fuck ′em"
I was in C-73, went in my cell and weeped
Used to come get him just to blow L's in the street
Said my moms taught him lot of life lessons
Fucked him up when he heard she went back to the essence
Tried to read between life lines and catch the message
Because the way he expressed it, I had to respect it
I said, "Fuck that, I ain't goin′ back to the projects"
It′s an endangered species in houses
And they droppin' like albums
You feel it, man?
Writer(s): Kevin Bard, Ross Copperman, Brian Fallon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
