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letra de feel it - jackboy

[intro]
reece, take ’em to church

[chorus]
everybody say it’s love but i’mma leave it
gotta keep a glock today, you might just need it
pull it out, i’ll let it spray, and make ‘em feel it
ain’t worried ‘bout nothin’ you lil’ f-ck n-ggas, b-tch we with it
one thing [?] that n-gga gon’ go get it
married to the racks, i swear that i’m committed
all these chains on me, would’ve thought i just got convicted
now baby i’m in the hood, i’m going down the road of riches

[verse 1]
i dropped diamonds on my chain, fresh up out the cell
was f-ckin’ on yo’ b-tch that night but i won’t kiss and tell
she addicted to the kid like i dropped a spell
i’m tryna beat the p-ssy up, i’m tryna leave it swell
f-ck all my opps i’m throwing bullеts at ‘em, odell
his momma mad that he diеd, b-tch, oh well
he ain’t f-ckin’ with my cl!ck, b-tch we movin’ like the cartel
feel with me, he gettin’ zipped, choppas singing like adele
you n-ggas ain’t nothin’ like me, we from 2 different fabrics
that lil’ b-tch can’t be with her, i’ll tell her, “i’m gon’ blow that b-tch [?]”
just like that lil’ b-tch was happy to see a n-gga down bad
i’m in love with myself, i never needed your f-ckin’ clown ass
with my lil’ raw ass, i made a mill now i want mo’ cash
to keep the thrill i’m walking ‘round with yo’ stash
keep it still, i’ll put this b-tch on yo’ ass
don’t need to pop them pistol gon’ blast
don’t got no point to prove but i’m still on that
[chorus]
everybody say it’s love but i’mma leave it
gotta keep a glock today, you might just need it
pull it out, i’ll let it spray, and make ‘em feel it
ain’t worried ‘bout nothin’ you lil’ f-ck n-ggas, b-tch we with it
one thing [?] that n-gga gon’ go get it
married to the racks, i swear that i’m committed
all these chains on me, would’ve thought i just got convicted
now baby i’m in the hood, i’m going down the road of riches

[verse 2]
gimme the credit i deserve
lord knows i put in work
i done got it out the mud, got my nails full of dirt
if you ask me, no one would go harder than me on this f-ckin’ earth
i’m a thug, these rap n-ggas be talkin’ ’bout it in all of they verse
time after time, on the grind tryin’ to make the world mine
i done took so much loss and now a n-gga starting to shine
and i did it with my rhyme scheme had to go commit no crime
but i’m still waitin’ for my family, i’ll go back to bag and dine
try and get a hold of my family so i still pack a .9
sh-t be real grimy in these streets so i’ll be watchin’ for the sign
and when we ridin’ with that heat i’m like d-wade in his prime
and sh-t wasn’t g-y to me, i had a [?] of makin’ money
i totally got overlooked, you would’ve thought they all was blind
i was posted up with them crooks from the bottom we had to climb
to the top, but everything still ain’t f-ckin’ fine
made it out the bot’
but sometimes i still feel like homicide
[chorus]
everybody say it’s love but i’mma leave it
gotta keep a glock today, you might just need it
pull it out, i’ll let it spray, and make ‘em feel it
ain’t worried ‘bout nothin’ you lil’ f-ck n-ggas, b-tch we with it
one thing [?] that n-gga gon’ go get it
married to the racks, i swear that i’m committed
all these chains on me, would’ve thought i just got convicted
now baby i’m in the hood, i’m going down the road of riches

- jackboy

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