K8swayo - FEELS

(K8)
(Ain't tryna get killed)
(Risking my life to get mill's)
Ain't tryna get killed, im taking flight's to them hill's
Im too deep in this field, risking my life to get mill's
Get high to not feel, then back to loading the steel
I want 4 poles like them wheel's
My gang stay doin drills
Seen a dead opp' on my timeline (Timeline)
That's good for us but bad for his mom (Bad for his mom)
His man's left him when it was the time (Was the time)
We stayed masked up before winter time (Before winter time)
Me and my nigga's on the frontline
Walk him down like Harper yeah im talking Ron
My opp's is they opp's no such thing as mines
Is you out or in makeup your mind
Tryna go from ash to palm trees
And a bad bitch in my passenger seat
Get on the bed Iont' like you on your knee's
To her im special cause I get her need's
She wanna hold me tight cause the streets play a role in my life
And me tooting them pole's probably not making it right
But we tryna' survive they see bankroll's on my thigh's
I can see the hate in they eyes but they acting like they my guy's
Life like the ID channel, All I see is crime's
Nigga's froze in confession, Now bro doing time
He folded under pressure ,I knew not to build a bond
Like first 48 that boy gone help through the crime
Ain't tryna get killed, im taking flight's to them hill's
Im too deep in this field, risking my life to get mill's
Get high to not feel, then back to loading the steel
I want 4 poles like them wheel's
My gang stay doin drills
Seen a dead opp' on my timeline (Timeline)
That's good for us but bad for his mom (Bad for his mom)
His man's left him when it was the time (Was the time)
We stayed masked up before winter time (Before winter time)
No more fighting cause nigga's picked up 9's
Pain behind this shit when I say each line
It was just fuck them nigga's, Now you picking side's
Can't bring you back to this circle, you might get us lined
Pulled out your pole but you ain't let it blow
Try that shit right now blood in that fro
How you claiming bodie's and your opp's don't know
Nigga's be false claiming but we really know
You still aint slide for your guy's
But posting pic's when you cry
Spin the block did you try
Keep that bitch shit on your side
I perfer tint when we drive
In that water we done dived
Wasn't ready got surprised
Own my own fuck them tie's
Fearing us like we the mob
Keeping sticks and they be mop
All he took was 2 now he with Pac
No switch up on this glock
All Finger work this pole got hot
Eyes was wide cause he was shocked
All brodie seen was homicide's
So he grew up to take more lives

Written by:
Tyree Oliver

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