Lyrics:
pigs po-po
I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo'
But I gotta steady freak these boys like JoJo
And I was doing it, til I met Ike, Spike,
And soon it's gon be winter
And the storm getting closer
I just get rid of the stress
By being a writer
I need to make right of my sins
I hear the devil's
talk about
I am a villain
Got no feelings
Fuck your feelings
Told the dentist keep on drilling
Cause society is killing
My image
Black in america
Nothing
Can’t get into it a little bit
I gotta come correct from the rip
I’m not tolerating the little shit
I’m not the guy to play feelings wit
Can’t get
to shout
Out all of my emotions
Now I'm feeling run down
I'm feeling lost in the motion
Yea
What I'm worth yea yea
What I'm worth yea yea
I gotta show em
wanna roll, I'm stoned
She wanna go viral
She wanna know, I know
I gotta flow, I flow
I gotta go, I go
Told her to leave me alone
Now she wanna call my
my dogs at?
(I've been feeling fenced in) pulling away
The stick go when you talking shit
Hop out the whip and then
I'm fucking yo bitch
I don't wanna
Percocet I gotta thang for you
Know bitch named Molly gotta thang for you
Yeah bitch you wanna party brought that thang for you
Hell yeah, Mary Jane
Young negus cool under pressure
I ain't gotta do nothting extra
I just make moves wit the steppers
Everything I do is electric
Written by Todd
Streets need the real right now
So Ima give it right now
I don't care how you feel right now
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
Streets need
my love, oh my love
Flyin' high we never took the time
To stop and feel the need
Funny how those years go by
Changing you, changing me
I
my love, oh my love
Flyin' high we never took the time
To stop and feel the need
Funny how those years go by
Changing you, changing me
I
you were my love, oh my love
Flyin' high we never took the time
To stop and feel the need
Funny how those years go by
Changing you, changing me
I
I'm feeling
But maybe
I've gotta tell you something, something
I've gotta tell you something you don't know
I've gotta tell you something, something
on myself again
I gotta keep working on myself again
I gotta keep keep working on myself again
Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah
are you feeling
Don't gotta act tough
Ride round through the city
I don't need nobody
I don't understand these feelings
I don't need no sorry
She wanna
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need
a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky
Please, I'm beggin' you God
Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me
get it, no
And I don't know what I'm s'posed to do
With all these feelings inside
Can't you see what I'm going through
Did you want me to
Hurt by
that way
It's been that way
This gotta change
This gotta change
Some gotta change
It's been a million times
That I fall short
Don't know where I'm headed
the feds run devices
Mama my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right
Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick
I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I
the only time you seen a zone
I need that money counter like i'm Gotti
Trying to get rich i'm feeling like i'm Roddy
Niggas be talking like they caught
to you
Gotta have it for all the things that you do, I
Something 'bout this feeling is crazy
Amazing, mistakes all night and day
Makes my temperature
(Yea)
(Yea I gotta feeling)
(I Got a Feeling)
(You give me this Feeling)
(Okay?)
I gotta feeling that the love Leave faster when it's fake
She gone
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