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letra de feel love - rylo rodriguez

[verse 1]

mobile, alabama i was born and raised
keep the heat like dwayne wade
free kel, judge threw the book at him
but we was on the same page
my dawg told its hard to look at him
don’t hug his mama no more i tell her “hey”
if you see one of your enemies
make shower bullets y’all better bathe ’em
[hook]

only time we feel love
is when we buy a new glock
you my brother we like real blood
they play with you it’s a shootout
he sent it through the packers
he praying he don’t lose out
she wanna put this past us
how many cents do you got
my friendships turned to enemies
i dead that sh-t buy roses
embarrassed to bring some hoes over
my mama house had roaches
jumped in the game i’m a quarter back
i put my dawgs in motion
more sharklato its the real kind
i got it straight out the ocean

[verse 2]

i seen a n-gga get shot
he left the hospital acting gangsta
a n-gga just burned you, you ain’t burn him
you gotta spank him
when it comes to chichi he was acting like my dawg
now hes a stranger
got tired of telling i love you to him
it was fake, if you hear me thank you
riding round with 10 racks in the city
i ain’t grab it, we made the news
labeled us gang members
let it die down they was scared to go to school
14 caught a body
was a juvenile but don’t got a bail
we was talking on house phones around that time
d-mn tyrone hot as h-ll
i’m just saying my dawg was sitting in a cell
before we got a cell
keep a blazer just like lillard
you spot him you gotta trail
n-ggas pillow talking they gotta forfeit
they almost out of players
hoe say she pregnant
i ain’t nut in her but i still gotta pay her
[hook]

[verse 3]

got one of my brothers i love name tatted
i got it lasered off
would have gotten it on my religious leaf
if i knew he was gonna play the cross
pay a shooter, but he don’t work for me
everybody made a boss
know his job before they get off they start firing
he gotta lay you off
rap n-ggas is my real sons
know i got the ultra sound
all of us got fire arms
but we won’t f-ck up the smoke alarms
poverty we overcome
i come from the real slums
f-cked a booster kept my pants on
she don’t care who she steal from
f-ck with ja morant
but you know if we see 12 they get they ankles sn-tched
he a k!ller but he still in his hood
where i’m from we call those gangsta rats
stand up guy i be wanting to switch spines
i want my ana back
don’t need no toilet paper
i got my jewelry on urinal
got too much sh-t at stake
i bought a ribeye for a plumber
i’m rockin’ ysl
you know all my brothers gunnas
all these n-ggas sinners
we gon put em in a tunnel
[hook]

- rylo rodriguez

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