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When you can't trust nobody around you And your paranoid cause fed's onstantly surround you Watching every move you make cause the next could be last Can't look to the future cause you're too stuck in the past I roll late nights puff ... and cause So much pain in my heart that I can't seem to let go How can I maintain seeing all my homies gone? How can I be strong when I'm out here all alone They can't feel me, feeling like my days is numbered Got me not giving a fuck till I'm 6 feet under Too ... to fall back so my straps they cocked It hurts knowing that your own people want you to fall How I survived in these cold streets, must be a god Living day to day up against all of my odds It's so hard, every day but I gotta stay real Walk in my shoes and tell me how you feel, yeah Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Come on, could wake up every night in a cold sweat, peeking outside I think I see some undercovers out there peeping my ride I got the work buried in the yard pits in the back You step up foot inside that fence my boy the pits gonna attack I got my phone tapped so I only talk face to face And never at the same spot different day different place See I already caught the case, a couple in fact And I already been to prison bitch, I ain't going back I got a camera on the porch 2 more on the back So I could see the police coming or the boys try'n to jack See my whole team strapped talking choppers and shit In case you get popped you wanna go to talking the shit See we exterminate the rats like pest control I found out how many bullets your chest can hold No snitches, just real g's No artificial, only getting real cheese Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Real nigger shit, pee me out look I say to me how I feel, all my niggers getting goners Locked up behind the ceilings, never coming home All I do is spit facts, I don't ever spit false And you ain't a real nigger if you never took a loss I don't write raps I do this shit up in my head So don't hit my phone if it ain't about no bread Still me young Thai and a damn thing's changed 2 foes on a rains bad bitches give me brain And my dude Jackie Chain got the internet buzzing I was out hustling when you fake niggers wasn't Got a ... for my kids gotta make sure they grow up straight Then I'm in the money racing I am never running late Plus I do this for the hood, fake niggers wish they would The young niggers that I'm with, ain't up to no good I'm a represent this block until into a nigger on top And hit the ... all week and going cop a new job niggers feel Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Tell me how does it feel? Thanks to Andrei |