Feel It

Reece, take 'em to church Everybody say it's love but I don't believe it Gotta keep a glock today, you might just need it Pull it out, I'll let it spray, and make 'em feel it Ain't worried 'bout nothin' you lil' fuck niggas, bitch we with it One thing about lil' Jack, that nigga gon' go get it Married to the racks, I swear that I'm committed All these chains on me, would've thought I just got convicted Now baby I'm in a Lamb, I'm going down the road of riches I dropped diamonds on my chain, fresh up out the cell Was fuckin' on yo' bitch that night but I won't kiss and tell She addicted to the kid like I dropped a spell I'm tryna beat the pussy up, I'm tryna leave it swell Fuck all my opps, I'm throwing bullеts at 'em, Odell His momma mad that he diеd, bitch, oh well He ain't fuckin' with my click, bitch we movin' like the cartel Play with me, he gettin' zipped, choppas singing like Adele You niggas ain't nothin' like me, we from 2 different fabrics That lil' bitch, can't be with her, I tell him, "Gon' blow that bitch laughing" Just like that lil' bitch was happy to see a nigga down bad I'm in love with myself, I never needed your fuckin' clown ass With my lil' raw ass, I made a mill, now I want mo' cash To keep it trill I'm walking 'round with yo' stash Keep it still, I'll put this bitch on yo' ass Don't need to pop, them pistols gon' blast Don't got no point to prove but I'm still on that Everybody say it's love but I don't believe it Gotta keep a glock today, you might just need it Pull it out, I'll let it spray, and make 'em feel it Ain't worried 'bout nothin' you lil' fuck niggas, bitch we with it One thing about lil' Jack, that nigga gon' go get it Married to the racks, I swear that I'm committed All these chains on me, would've thought I just got convicted Now baby I'm in a Lamb, I'm going down the road of riches Gimme the credit I deserve Lord knows I put in work I done got it out the mud, got my nails full of dirt If you ask me, no one would go harder than me on this fuckin' earth I'm the thug, these rap niggas be talkin' 'bout it in all of they verse Time after time, on the grind tryin' to make the world mine I done took so much loss and now a nigga starting to shine And I did it with my rhymes, had to go commit no crime But I'm still with it for my family, I'll go back to bag and dine Tryna make it home to my family so I still pack a .9 Shit be real grimy in these streets so I'll be watchin' for the sign And when we ridin' with that heat I'm like D-Wade in his prime And shit wasn't gay to me, I had a ticket of makin' money I totally got overlooked, you would've thought they all was blind I was posted up with them crooks From the bottom we had to climb, to the top But everything still ain't fuckin' fine Made it out the box But sometimes I still feel like I'm inside Everybody say it's love but I don't believe it Gotta keep a glock today, you might just need it Pull it out, I'll let it spray, and make 'em feel it Ain't worried 'bout nothin' you lil' fuck niggas, bitch we with it One thing about lil' Jack, that nigga gon' go get it Married to the racks, I swear that I'm committed All these chains on me, would've thought I just got convicted Now baby I'm in a Lamb, I'm going down the road of riches