Feel It

Feel it

Can you feel it

We locc the doors where I’m from to keep us safe from home intruders
Burglar bars with deadbolts this is the way we grew up
Licia whooping Brittany ass she think she fuccing dooda
Frying up bologna and I kept a pacc of noodles

Struggled all my life I knew that shit could be better
Family told me keep it going and you better not settle
Try to keep it humble nigga while you staccing ya cheddar
Shit I’m feeling like I’m weezy mmm I’m under the weather

In between yea I’m in between... those titties
Next Friday ima hit the mall and spend a couple benjis
Idk I’m just saying shit I’m on some super Saiyan shit
Fucc it shit we vibin on our way to promised land and shit

We be acting primitive I’m tryna really catch ya ears
2 ways out that jungle either dead or we get sentenced years
Niggas grow without a father no one there wipe them tears
Looking up to people wit some money in our younger years

Cooper Road baby really thugging ima be myself
Tryna get some plaques up on my wall and try to keep my health
Ironically my poccets getting fat cause I been gaining wealth
Baby pulling on my pants unfastened my belt

Can you feel it nigga