Prince4BP - Feeling (feat. Shootergang Kony)

Why everybody bluffing
They don't fuck with you but say love you
You up and and now you everybody cousin
Everybody can't be brothers
You fucking with a lover he ain't thuggin
Got his hands dirty once and now he swear he in the jungle
You ain't bussin, you playing with that stick like you trucking
I been moving state to state you could've sworn I was a trucker
Where you come from, nigga what you bang
how you coming
Bitch you know it's Butler Park but I don't bang but ain't no sucka
Been the roughest, playground kids couldn't touch me
Shit I'm living like I'm grown but I always been the youngest
In the function, all my older niggas had the thumper
Was protected when I'm naked, doubled up I got it on me
Look I ain't wanna do it but I did it
Not you, try again go fishing
Got him mad cuz his girl gave me digits
And I'm finna make him sick when he find out I been hitting
Catch me in the party I ain't giggin
Brought a stick but I got a shooter with me
She said I love aht don't finish ya sentence
If you tell me what I'm thinking Imma tell you how I'm feeling
2 middle fingers how I'm feeling
Where yo friend at is how I'm feeling
How many bullets I got left is how I'm feeling
I ain't even finna count, I'm finding out when I send em
Aye fuck the world how I'm feeling
You think that boy a gansta I'll turn him into a victim
No coming back when you knowing that K then hit him
Blow the 40 with rhythm we knocking whoever sent em
Fast life said we living kinda different
On blood gang this 40 leave niggas missing
Tell em go get some money since niggas trippin
Told the bitch I got her some flowers and never sent em
You believing all them hoes
If she ain't giving up no chicken I ain't calling hoes
See my baby momma calling bitch Geronimo
And I then opened lot of doors but shit I like em closed
I paved the way for all the youngins, I was knocking poles
You never took that route boy you ain't even got a pole
Walking on the lonely road the nigga lost his soul
I done lost so many niggas like I lost the 4
On Geekin
Catch me in the party I ain't giggin
Brought a stick but I got a shooter with me
She said I love aht don't finish ya sentence
If you tell me what I'm thinking imma tell you how I'm feeling
2 middle fingers how I'm feeling
Where yo friend at is how I'm feeling
How many bullets I got left is how I'm feeling
I ain't even finna count, I'm finding out when I send em

Written by:
Prince Washington

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