Locsta G - I Feel Like It

Akz on the beat

Maybe I feel like it
Maybe my g's like it
Don't you know baby I'm loc'd
Until the end of my road

Sipping and driving to death
Homies going right and left
Filling my, filling my pocket
Maybe I feel like it (Feel, feel)

Maybe I feel like it
Riding and not parking
Don't you know I'm riding
Maybe I feel like it (Feel feel)

Maybe I feel like it (Woo)
Maybe my g like it (Woo)
Filling up my pocket (Woo)
Maybe I feel like it (Woo)

When I feel like it, I will do it
I dont stop, I'm going through it
When I say G Thang they stunting
I will go there like ain't nothing
Motherfuckers stop fronting
In the city streets I'm cunning
Dont wait for me, as I'm coming
I get a fifty, then a hundred

You know I'm still vibing, and I'm not a fuckin actor
Eat you like raptor, well my rap's a fucking factor
Cops stop me, where's my ID? In the streets rolling bugatti
808 sliding, vibing (Ooh) feel like it, feel

Thinking my rap is no lyrical, you using chemical
Murder you like I'm a cannibal, not so controllable
Everything I do impossible, I'm undefeatable (I'm undefeatable)

Commiting felonies
Murder the melody
Serving the Hennessy
Burning the energy
Hitting the TV screen
Circle the enemy
Higher the 808
Lower the melody

I won't stop everywhere, any time I'm still rocking
When you see me riding, you know I ain't no stopping
I'm never parking, I'm rolling in my Maybach
Want to rise over me, motherfucker time for payback

Thang, 808 still blasting
Gang, all night never lasting
Living a drill life, hit that 808 slide
Show you the real night, cause I just feel like (Rrrrrr)

Maybe I feel like it
Maybe my g's like it
Don't you know baby I'm loc'd
Until the end of my road

Sipping and driving to death
Homies going right and left
Filling my, filling my pocket
Maybe I feel like it (Feel, feel)

Maybe I feel like it
Riding and not parking
Don't you know I'm riding
Maybe I feel like it (Feel feel)

Maybe I feel like it (Woo)
Maybe my g like it (Woo)
Filling up my pocket (Woo)
Maybe I feel like it (Woo)

Going 82 to 0, man I kick it in the low
Everyday getting more, move the ceiling and the floor
My homie told me go, saucing all em up
Every night moving the ceiling, everyday wilding my feelings

Filling my pocket and I'm shocking
Stepping in the club and I'm rocking
Extending the range of my budget
Be careful cause I'll be watching

Im doing what I want
Tell me that I'm the one
Hustle harder get it done
All them know that I'm the one

Don't be stupid, you ain't no g you fronting
Rising to the top from bottom, everything out of nothing
You better go start running, you gonna die times running
Cause I'll kill you, I'll be huntin it's beacuse I feel

Maybe I feel like it
Maybe my g's like it
Don't you know baby I'm loc'd
Until the end of my road

Sipping and driving to death
Homies going right and left
Filling my, filling my pocket
Maybe I feel like it (Feel, feel)

Maybe I feel like it
Riding and not parking
Don't you know I'm riding
Maybe I feel like it (Feel feel)

Maybe I feel like it (Woo)
Maybe my g like it (Woo)
Filling up my pocket (Woo)
Maybe I feel like it (Woo)

Written by:
Locsta G

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