TA Da Reaper - Chasing This Feeling
Yeah, to be honest
I ain't never look up to none of these niggas
I paved my way
Step back and I noticed
I notice I'm chasing this feeling
I know that I'm chasing a feeling that'll hold me over for more than a minute
I got skills when I hit her, I hit the same spot and she cum a little quicker
I'm still a slimy lil' nigga, don't think this flow give you niggas a ticket
We outta town, we be busy
I'm not around for the image
I lost my dawg to the system cause he left his black and mild on a mission
I crack a smile when I'm in it, I play around when I'm in it
I ain't been to town in a minute so niggas be thinking I ain't really in it
I ain't been to town in a minute so niggas be thinking I ain't really in it,
I just be moving round on my pivot been popping my shit since strictly for business
Hop in my shit look like I left Benny's
Stop here right quick let me put on these switches
Bad lil' bitch I just bought her a glizzy, she gone have to be on point if she with me
How he the kid and his name ain't gillie
Gotta drop some to get love from the killers, pull up to the spot to show love to my niggas, off BTC I done touch me some figures
Calling my phone I'll be off in ya bitch knee deep wit my finger on top of the trigger
Got some young niggas who really gone step bout me they just want me to throw em a glizzy
I get in my zone
All this shit coming straight off the dome
Two day shipping I ain't touching a road, my glock feel like a part of my clothes
Everything that I touch I done sold, I really be thinking bout selling my
I done grinded myself out a hole, I got it together I'm better now
I can't reach it yet but I'm in sight of it, cut off a bitch and start taking my vitamins
Heating up need to call me a fireman, getting some top while I'm watching Karate Kid
Every beat that I get on my body it, 2001 with the super sport body kit, and I really done been through a lot of shit fah fah fah I don't know where the body went
And you really can't say that you put em on, if the nigga ain't never gone pocket shit
Plenty niggas that say I done did em wrong, they just mad cause I ain't never give em shit
Send a hit then I get me another phone, pulling strings like a fucking ventriloquist
Ain't no problem with moving this shit alone, I just wanted some niggas to split it with
And I really don't get in the internet, I ain't gotta pop none to be feeling it, brown skin lil bitch like to crunch on my toast, might just start calling her cinnamon
I done start focusing on my energy
I done stop letting all this shit get to me
Next time I gotta repeat myself I'ma shoot cause I ain't doing
no bickering
I know that I'm chasing this feeling,
Step back and I noticed, notice I'm chasing this feeling
Know that I'm chasing a feeling that'll hold me over for more than a minute
Poppin my shit, Poppin my shit
Poppin my shit
Written by:
Terrance Anderson
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