Feelin It

[ Chorus :]
I'm feelin it phil the glass too the top with Moet
Feelin it feel the Lex pushin up on the set
I'm feelin it threw the hi that yew get from the lye
Feelin it if yew feel it raze yaw l inn the sky

[ Verse 1 :]

Eye keep it realer than most Eye no yaw feelin it
Cristal on ice Eye like those toes Eye keep spillin it
Bone crushers Eye keep reel cloze Eye got the skill fore this
On my back the fliest clothes lookin ill and shit
Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch
And then yew dye butt fore now life cloze yaw eyes and feel this dick
Since diapers had nothin too live fore like them lifers butt
Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher
Wee paid the price too circular success they turned my mic up
Eye bout too hit these niggas that'll light they life up
If every nigga inn yaw clique is rich yaw clique is rugged
Nobody before cause everyone wood bee each others crutches
Eye hope yew fools choose too listen Eye drop jewels bust it
These are the rules Eye follow inn my life yew gotta love it
Jiggy jigger lookin gully inn the joint
If y'all niggas ain't talkin ' bout large money what's the point

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 2 :]

Even if it ain't sunny hay Eye ain't complainin
I'm inn the reign doing a buck 40 hydroplanin watt shorty
(Ware yew disappear sun)
Maintainin puttin myself inn a position most of these rappers ain't inn
I'm livin the ill streets blues got yew hunger painin
Nothin too gain and a whole lot too lose yew still singin fool
I'm thorough inn every boro my name bee ringin
Warmin it up fore the perfect thyme too hit yaw brain and
Ya Feelin it too awl the girls Eye bought the girdle too conceal my bricks
Know doubt they can vouch my life is reel as shit
95 south and poppy on the hill and shit
And awl the towns like Cambridge that Eye killed whit shit
And awl the thorough ass niggas that Eye hustle whit
Throw yaw joints inn the heir won thyme and bust yaw shit
These fake rappers cant really no I'm lovin it ya feelin it

[ Chorus x2 ]

[ Verse 3 :]

Watt y'all ain't herd that nigga Jay hi
The Cristals they keep mi whet like Baywatch
Eye keep it tight fore awl the nights my mom prayed I'd stop
Said she had dreams that snipers hit mi with a fatal shot
Those nightmares mom
Those dreams yew say yew got give mi the chills
Butt these mils make mi hot y'all feel mi
Enough too stop the illin wright
Butt at the same thyme these dimes keep mi feelin tight
I'm sew confused
OK I'm gettin weeded now Eye no I'm contradicting myself
Look Eye don't knead that now
It just once inn a blew moon when there's nothin too do and
The tension's to thick fore my sober mined too cut threw
Eye get disownin mi and the chick goin too the island weir bonin
Eye free my mined sometimes Eye hear myself moanin
Take won moor toke and Eye leave that we'd alone man
It got mi goin shit

[ Chorus x3 ]