FeaTure - Entry-4 the Yungins

Yea... ha
Huh
Bitch
Uh
This only for the review
N****
Uh...yea
Hmm hmm hmm hmm
Thinking about
Where I’m at
I’m far from the dorm room
(I’m gone)
Bad lil bih shaking that
Ass is out like a full moon
(Woooo)
Bout to pop like a pimple
I know it
(Yea)
I’m feeling like joe
Let’s go for the chip
Adjusting my moves
I can’t blow it
(Nah)
They know I got talent I showed it
(Yeh yeaa)
I’m ready
Let’s get it
I know I had
Came a lil different
(Yeh)
But every verse... that I layed
Was hitting better know that I
Killed it
(Bitch)
Run up
Pop n off
Get them stitches
(Uuh)
I'ma spit her some game for them
Digits
(Yeh)
Let her tell all her friends
When I hit it
(Mmm)
Then
Get me some shoutouts
In mentions
On ma
I tell it straight
Don’t cover none up
You know where I’m getting
At
(Yeh Yeh)
All the capping
Ain’t with that
(Uh)
You ain’t bout what
You Talking
Aye sit back
(Sit back bitch)
I grind for this shit
Ain’t none easy
I do what I do
Cause I see it
(Mmm)
But n***as gone hate
Who can’t see it
(Mmm)
When I say that I’m up
I believe it
They thought I was finished
But check it
This just the beginning
(Ye yea)
I check out the game
I see where it’s headed
Keep it fresh
Like my grandmama linens
(Uh huh)
Can’t say I ain’t hard
Never mind you can
Say it cause
We all got our opinions
(Huh)
But it don’t stop here
Good writers stay on the ride
For the millions
(For real)
I mean
When it’s time it’s time
You can not stop when it is destined
Folk
(Uh uh)
Fuck on yo mistress
Cause you ain’t hitting
Catch me a check like I’m Julio
Hating cause I was balling
But rapping
though
(Yeeh)
Ain’t cuffing no bih
Rather pass a hoe
They called me the phone kid
Cause when I make tracks
Ain’t using no studio
Bitch
Aye this for them yungins
Retired my hands
Got hitters who gunning
Play with my folks
I better not hear it
You test it I swear
That we coming
You rated a 5
Cause you mumbling
This track gone hit hard
They gone bump it
You actors in film
But I’m stunting
Can’t fuck her
She bad
But she bummming
I showed them my talent
I’m Feeling like legends or greater
It’s FeaTure
Came sooner than later
Poker face when I’m cutting
A traitor
(Uh huh)
Counterfeit
Wash that
Paint off your paper
Gave me eyes
When I walked through the door
(I see ya)
You talking bout moves
I setup the price
Don’t like it
I turn up the show
(for real)
(Aye, Why your name FeaTure)
Cause
I’m the truth, I produce
And I switch up the flow
(Yeh)
Don’t come up to me
Who made the beat
On some Boujie shit
Turn up my nose
(Who doing it)
Know some bitches
Who play with they nose
(Bad)
No Disney
But white like that
Snow
(Yeeh)
And I
Roll with my bro’s
Always on go
And I’m pure nothing whipped on a stove
Bitch
Aye this for them yungins
Retired my hands
Got hitters who gunning
Play with my folks
I better not hear it
You test it I swear
That we coming
You rated a 5
Cause you mumbling
This track gone hit hard
They gone bump it
You actors in film
But I’m stunting
Can’t fuck her
She bad
But she bumming
On ma

Written by:
Jevontez Byrdsong

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