Feel So Good Pt2

Yeah, okay I see all of this shit that got rad in it Been up in my bag, you niggas just bad business Pen up in my pad, I probably patent it 'Cause niggas keeping tabs, I keep it a tad different Presently the future, my nigga, I'm past gifted This is everything I earned, it wasn't no accident Lord Killa but no it wasn't no sacrilege Born sinner but it's no big that it's happening Yeah, murder he wrote For every girl that ever fucked me up, make sure to be ghost Y'all niggas lucky, every one of y'all that heard of me know Y'all people early to a party that will certainly grow I'm back on my BS People who wouldn't even talk to me now wanna be us Know that we 'bout to get our motherfucking shot to be up 'Cause if you think the world ain't radical you gotta be nuts, yeah I'm awake, even though it's late But it feels so good (Yeah, so good to be here) So good (Feels so good to be here, yeah) And lately I've been feeling great and it feels so good (So good) So good (Feels so good to be here) Who let the dogs out? (Who?) Everybody bitchin', bitch, and you need to calm down I'm tryna get your wrong opinion on how the song sounds 'Cause people love to talk instead of leaving they mom house And word on the street is niggas Concerned because they heard I was heat Heard I was burning like a furnace to unheard of degrees And I'm a burden, niggas hurt because they sure I was sleep Word to my mama, boy, I knew that I would turn out a beast Preach, sheesh, can't let your weapons stand You don't want no smoke and boy, you don't want no secondhand Niggas watching for me every second like second hands Know my time is coming, I ain't coming in second, fam Gotta be first, gotta be certain that your quality worse Gotta be confident 'cause I don't think that modesty works Y'all with these politics while I be tryna polish each verse And put my life into this shit until my trauma reverse, yeah People hate when you level up Just part of the story and I know 'cause I'm several up Never let the dust settle, I keep the pedal clutched Gearing up for war and aiming at you, you better duck Learn to face the shots I'm sending straight to your neck and up This shit take me an hour where you niggas take seven months And I'm only setting up, you really been fed enough You stand in the presence of the Killa Ain't no next time to give you some better luck, yeah yeah