Feel Like (feat. Jayyv)

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I'm not the one, the two, or the three, okay
Go
This shit off the top like J.F. Kennedy
Niggas copin' with their L's, they need to smoke to find a remedy
Put that smoke up in the air, I think that fye my new identity
Bitch this comin' from the heart, and my bro sharp just like a widow's peak
Can't little me, can't lil' bro me
Got a full team of shooters like six Kobe's
And its sorry to my fans, I've been movin' low-key
It's a lil' O.D., talk down on the kid, you depend on me
All you niggas phony, y'all don't even know me
When I'm gone, don't you dare say that we was homies
Bad bitch, blow me, give dick, Moby
I'm in the back of the whip with the 40
Bitch lyin', she don't even know me
Bust on my left, bitch, I feel like Ginobili
Freestyle, cause they can't even hold me
Lookin' for niggas, they callin' me Brody
When I needed your ass, yeah you sold me
Said you a solid, bitch, that's what you told me
New watch, make a nigga look frozen
Yeah, she sent me the text, but I left it on open
Pussy boy, you still play with your lotion
Niggas tough on the net, in real life got no motion
New whip, call up bro, just to show him
Watch me roll up this
What
Aye
What
Damn
Bitch, I roll up the za, yeah that shit got me floating
Yeah, I took out your bitch, just to sit by the ocean
I won't pop a perc, but I might ask you what it feel like
They say time is money, I count rackies just to kill time
She my only fan, she throw that ass hit back in real time
Pop out in the nighttime, angels in the daylight
I won't pop a perc, but I might ask you what it feel like
They say time is money, I count rackies just to kill time
This shit off the top, but you can say I never feel right
Demons in the nighttime, angels in the daylight
Bag of fries, niggas throw salt, I am not surprised
Every little move is strategized, dreams transcend the boundaries
I hit my loyal bitch to burn the calories
Sick as hell, niggas switchin' like batteries
And this rapping shit, I knew it had to be
And I left the bitch, that's why she mad at me
I am first up, knocked em' out the park since I birthed up
I just picked up Jayyv in the coupe, like Shaq and Kobe,
Alley-oop
Bitch, that's what them rackies do, nigga, ask J.B and Smooch
Nigga, we get bags all afternoon, we not like these rapper dudes
I won't pop a perc, but I might ask you what it feel like
They say time is money, I count rackies just to kill time
She my only fan, she throw that ass hit back in real time
Pop out in the nighttime, angels in the daylight
I won't pop a perc, but I might ask you what it feel like
They say time is money, I count rackies just to kill time
This shit off the top, but you can say I never feel right
Demons in the nighttime, angels in the daylight

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