Project: K - Dangerous Feelings (feat. Hitsbymo)

Aye I heard niggas saying I ain't going hard enough
Bitch you think you know me I came from the slums
You ain't have it hard as us
Oh you think this shit is funny
Came from the block where them 40s is drumming
Where niggas pull up and kill you for nothing
I can not be another statistic so I write the music
I hope my time coming
I heard niggas saying I ain't going hard enough
Bitch you think you know me I came from the slums
You ain't have it hard as us
Oh you think this shit funny
Came from the block where them 40s is drumming
Where niggas pull up and kill you for nothing
I can not be another statistic so I write the music
I hope my time coming

I can not be another statistic ain't fucking with niggas cause
I'm on a mission
Ain't got no friends cause niggas be tripping
Ain't got shit in common my nigga we different
Known to get active when you off the liquor
But my nigga shooter don't care what you sipping
All I can say just watch how you move when you speak
Because them niggas they hit with precision
I just talk this shit because I lived it
Niggas talk shit but stay in my mentions
Get out my bag and get out your feelings
Worried about me my nigga I'm chilling
Momma taught me get up and go get it
Don't take shit I told you I'm different
Won't stop till I touched a few millions
If niggas still broke then that's they decision yeah

I heard niggas saying I ain't going hard enough
Bitch you think you know me I came from the slums
You ain't have it hard as us
Oh you think this shit funny
Came from the block where them 40s is drumming
Where niggas pull up and kill you for nothing
I can not be another statistic so I write the music
I hope my time coming
I heard niggas saying I ain't going hard enough
Bitch you think you know me I came from the slums
You ain't have it hard as us
Oh you think this shit funny
Came from the block where them 40s is drumming
Where niggas pull up and kill you for nothing
I can not be another statistic so I write the music
I hope my time coming

My Family is starving so things we do we be having to stomach
I tell u we coming
These niggas be talking I'm closing they books them niggas they published
Screaming out fuck em at
They scared of my rain throw dirt on my name
I sprout Inna the pain throw them the shovel
Making a ocean right outta those puddles
Put ink in my water I like it I love it
Bistandered got shot for sum he ain't do won't see me in public
Thinking about his kids that's was my nigga we see u we humming
Like hm hm
Choppa choppa move
Why u kill the same as you
In the hood the family feud
We go light the block up like it's 8 o'clock on the dots niggas better watch i'm the curfew
We go send a couple shots like
Niggas better drop off the first two
Because they killed my nigga
Scrolling on the gram that's some hurtful feelings
Pure souls went to go and turn to villans
Chop knew I would go and break the ceilings
These some Dangerous feeling

Written by:
Kendrick Berry, Monteris Woods

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