Search results for 'by feel me album lil flip' Page #1,577

wrong if I say I didn't cry went ran off on that lil girl told her I was shy better run back & tell em I keep it on me
Ima Whip out & fy wit da Six oil

fly by and you still make me relevant
Shorty you are irrelevant
Your sick I was your medicine
Man I feel the Holy Ghost, but I see you feeling devilish

I peep subliminals
Feel like I gotta say something
But it fuck with me
Did shit for em
Count no favors or nothing
Think I’m pussy and I’m hiding
Tell

I'm striving for top of the scene
My lane is different respect me
They claim to be homies
But laugh when I fail like some fucking leaves
All it does is

started on the MARTA
From the West side
Y'all prolly know that by now
This is where the block hot
You might hear a glock pop
Be cool, that aint unfamiliar

you ain't trying run it up
How you trying stunt
My fans say they want that heat
I give em what they want
Excuse me see I feel a lil psycho
Thriller in

Got it ? Buddy (Hah)
Yeah, I'm just being me for real
I know just how being true make a hatter feel
Y'all better let me free uh, gimme that key
I'm

mode standby
Ain't no waiting for no ride
Got you always by my side
You my star you always shine
Baby girl you shine so bright
Always with me 'til I die

on the top, Oil
Making it clap it's a wrap, Foil
Tell that lil bitch to abuse me
In a Jacuzi bring it to boil
Help me forget
Trying my best to reset after

No cap in my blood
I don't feel no jealousy
Pull up with a couple hoes off the ecstasy
I don't even hit yo line why you texting me
Can't control

seen the truth it's gold but not for me tho
See that I'm losing hope
Cuz everything good never lasts and I seem to choke
By the time I grow up in my

ungrateful
You just a hater lil bitch
Mad cause a nigga ain't losing
You dissing your niggas to me
But to them you be talking your shit
That's a bitch
What you

different friends
Knock off
Fake
Hit by a lance
Like we in the old times
Pull up on a horse
You got
Shit in your pants
Look
I aint ever going bad
No mask lil

around
Troll pass by
Good gas in this blunt got me to high
All in class got me feelin like the new guy
Good gas in this blunt got me to high
All in class

Til then we gon still win
Til I stack a couple mill or an ill ten
I ain't trippin off ya lil friends
They do this, they do that I don't feel them
I took

the federals checkin'
Had to make sure that them boys got the message
Beef with anyone forget what you reppin'
They tried to turn me into a lil' weapon
When I do

yo

If you know me by now you know smoke a ounce a day
In dem streets i be thugging don't ever think I got it maid
Just like roaches we scramble
Cause

day at work
You know I rub your feet
Feeling broke down
I can make you feel complete
Let me take you to a place
You ain't never reached
Lay back
And let

meet me on the way
I just dip in peel
While gripping wheels 
Just the meet her on the way 
She got lips that's teal 
You know how I feel 
I can't look

shine
Heaven feels nice though, sell my soul, I might
Hella nasty, in your cheeks, not going to stop...better ask me
Give you asthma, better breathe, I

Cut my side bitch off 'cause I did
Time and she ain't write me
(Fuck that bitch) i left Somerset
Then spent a check in Eddie Merlot's (yeah)
Me, Lil

beheaded he
Pulled up for paper and got his shit shredded
Nigga I ain’t finna fight like no animal
Led on me like I'm a light or mechanical
Hammer on me like

escape
Stress fractures
Lead to the break
Now the gaps wide as the galaxy
Not an android
But texts are green
Miss that FaceTime
When sexin me
Pretty lil

to the
Roaring ocean tune

Now and then I am drowned by the scent
Of which got me longing for more
I run to his stories again
And I give myself over to lore