FEEL Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
You know what's wrong with niggas
They don't wanna hear truth
I would do a song with niggas
But they take too long in the booth
Time is money, bro
No, I ain't got a second to waste
My time is now, motherfucker
Or just seconds away
Picture me not talkin' about
All of the shit I've been through
It took every ounce of strength I had
In my sinew
Forgetful motherfuckers remind me of Rich Uncle
You could've been where I was at
So how you knocking my hustle
Me not talkin' about the pen
Like saying the butcher not comin
Or like Chi-Town saying some shit
Like we ain't got nothin' in Common
Or like Jay not been grateful
For the hell he escaped
Santa Claus ain't real
Motherfucker, can you relate
So you gon' hear this shit
Till I can't hear the cell doors slammin' closed
Till I can't see those images
Of my mama's eyes swole
Cryin', cause they sendin
Her only son up the road
You gon' feel this shit
Till I can't feel this fuckin' pain no more
Runnin' out of people
Took confide in I'm scared
To show somebody
Just how deep my mind is
God, where is all the leaders
Blind men leading blind men
These prayers
Seem like they don't make it
To your highness, I swear
I might rip my head off
Be the Baptist on a platter
Or just let them sleep on me
Be a mattress of a rapper
I can't let them leech on me
I can't let them suck me dry
When they go low, I go lower
They don't give a fuck when you go high
That's how you feel
That's how I feel
That's how you feel
That's how I feel
That's how you feel
That's how I feel
That's how you feel
That's how I feel
I'll cut you off, your mama off
Your water off, you know I will
Your brother off, your sister off
Your electric off, let's keep it real
Don't sugarcoat, I dish salt
I take it too on every meal
Emotions are deceptive, but right now
Fuck em
Practice what I preach 90% of the time
The other 10%, I probably got
Too much shit on my mind
Guaranteed I catch it later
Then corrections are made
'Cause motherfuckers be reneging
When they throw out a spade
I was closed off in that box
And it opened my mind
Started remembering what shaped me
Reflecting on my design
Sober, caught the divine
I had some aha moments
Even helped me understand
How I relate to a woman
My mama used to say
She was gonna go away and disappear
That's the type of thing
No child should ever have to hear
I know now she was bluffing
But it made me think this
If my own mama can leave me
I can never trust a bitch
Running out of people
To converse with, I'm scared
To let somebody see me
As a person, I'm weird
Seen too much shit
I'm woke, I'm aware
Believe half of what you see
None of what you hear
I might cut my ears off
Call that taking a vow of silence
If I beat my dick
Is that considered black on black violence
I know that shit was random
If I was Eminem, would you care
Could I say what I wanted to say
And get away
Is that fair
That's how you feel
That's how I feel
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That's how I feel
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That's how I feel