YR Flighter - Feel This

Yea
Shit differnt on this side nigga
Turn that shit down out there doe
Yea
Yea
How did we get this way
How did we get
How did we get this way
You got to feel this
Don’t want problems
Got some problems
I got to deal with
When she ask me if I miss her
I say a lil bit
Need somebody be somebody
That you can build wit
Anybody everybody
I know you feel this
Don’t want problems
Got some problems
I got to deal with
When she ask me if I miss her
I say a lil bit
Need somebody be somebody
That you can build wit
Anybody everybody
Sick and tired
Know I’m ridin until we missin
Still down to walk the path I
Roll up and spark the grass you
Jus keep on walkin pass like
You ain’t got 20 20
Can’t undercut me
This Nina wit me
My cuddle buddy
Raw since birth
Across this earth
I put in
All this work
Till I’m tossed in dirt
Until I’m
Until I’m reborn
I spit it freeform
We went winters without the heat
I threw the heat on
And I’m out
Yea
Not the nigga that u should sleep on
Yea
How u feelin this way
Yea
Light one for my niggas that ain’t here now
You gotta lift ya chin don’t keep ya down
Told shawty jus exhale
And let your hair done
I gotta get these digits
No I can’t play round
Gotta make it now
Tell em get Down
Or lay it down
Damn doe you was my homie
Look how you hatin now
Please no don’t walk up on me
These thoughts get dark up on me
I’m rapped out I let this grind talk for me
You got to feel this
Don’t want problems
Got some problems
I got to deal with
When she ask me if I miss her
I say a lil bit
Need somebody be somebody
That you can build wit
Anybody everybody
I know you feel this
Don’t want problems
Got some problems
I got to deal with
When she ask me if I miss her
I say a lil bit
Need somebody be somebody
That you can build wit
Anybody everybody
Hungry and focused
A couple homies was bogus
But see I only got closer
To my inner self
Worry bout my wealth
And my inner heath
I don’t know a ounce
Of how my nigga felt
When them bullets hit
We couldn’t get him help
Please breathe
Heart got cold
You know freeze freeze
Knees weak
Stomach turning
Really like 3 weeks
Sleep less
Hop out the bed and take a deep breath
Deep stress
Thinkin deep thoughts gettin deep neck
Yea yea
Deep water it ain’t no regrets
How u feelin this way
Nikki son
Son of a gun and I left me one
Niggas throwin shots in the sneak
But they never sent me none
Itchy thumb hands sweating I gotta get me some
Nigga wanna hop in they bag
well I got a empty One
God jus whispered a message
I’m on ya top like Mitchell and nesses
Gotta make mistakes to get to the lessons
Yea i skate through the pressure
Let’s blow a 8th in this Tesla
Shit I done been through
We can make it wherever
You got to feel this
Don’t want problems
Got some problems
I got to deal with
When she ask me if I miss her
I say a lil bit
Need somebody be somebody
That you can build wit
Anybody everybody
I know you feel this
Don’t want problems
Got some problems
I got to deal with
When she ask me if I miss her
I say a lil bit
Need somebody be somebody
That you can build wit
Anybody everybody
We gon make it
We gon make it out
Get this cake wit ones that stayed around

Written by:
Schrod Morris

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