5iah - Untouchable

(I feel Untouchable)
(Untouchable)
I feel Untouchable
(Untouchable)
I'm all about my bills I ain't talking Huxtable
(Huxtable)
You said you Andrew in that Field
It ain't no Luck for you
(It ain't no Luck for you)
Ever seen somebody get killed?
That shit gon' fuck with you
That shit gon' fuck with you ooo ahhhh
I gotta get to the bag now
Niggas they thought I would back down
Old friends coming back round
Cuz they see I'm getting racks now
You ain't believe in the vision
You was just leaving the mission
I had a brief intermission
Now I get straight to the business
Yeah you told me you gon' ride
(Ride)
I'm guessing that shit was a lie
(Lie)
I texted your phone and said I needed help
But I'm guessing you couldn't reply
(That's crazy)
I'm thinking it's all in your mindset
(Foreal)
I'm guessing it wasn't your time yet
(That's crazy)
I'm so done with bullshit I put it behind me
Like what the fuck am I gon' find next
I'm from the East Side
(East Side)
Disrespect me get the peace sign
(Peace Sign)
Putting down the index finger
Cuz fuck every nigga who hate
To see me shine
These niggas pussy like feline
I see his bread on a decline
I done been broke before
I don't wanna rewind
Cuz I had a vision
I Marvel at the opportunity
That could happen
When I make a decision
I don't stay with that Iron man
I just kill em' with the words
I do this shit with precision
I can't stand Lee but he had my word
I was with him for whatever mission
Like Jermaine said it's a cold world
We just gotta get out of the system
I feel Untouchable
(Untouchable)
I'm all about my bills I ain't talking Huxtable
(Huxtable)
You said you Andrew in that Field
It ain't no Luck for you
(It ain't no Luck for you)
Ever seen somebody get killed?
That shit gon' fuck with you
That shit gon' fuck with you ooo ahhhh
I gotta get to the bag now
Niggas they thought I would back down
Old friends coming back round
Cuz they see I'm getting racks now
You ain't believe in the vision
You was just leaving the mission
I had a brief intermission
Now I get straight to the business
Fuck all the fake friends and the phonies
No I can't rock with Jabronies
Niggas they claiming I changed up
Like got damn did you know me?
Nigga just make it make sense
Member them days I was hopping that fence
Now my pockets stuffed with dead presidents
Use a white cloth and wipe away the prints
Don't leave evidence
Damn I had to figure out
How to get bands
Watch what you say out your mouth
They go blam
I walk out the house
And I feel like the man
I do what I want
And you do what you can
Niggas they fruity
Like Toucan Sam
Must be hot out
Cuz they bringing out fans
I got a plan to get me these bands
I swear to god I am the man woah
Let me get that stack
Niggas they be hating
Cuz I flip my racks
If he got a problem
I can move with the choppa
You going see some ghetto angels
I ain't talking No Cap
I be grooving now
Niggas they mad cuz they tuned in now
Oh you want some smoke
You better keep cool
My dawg is a fool
And he keep a Ruger round here
Yes he keep a ruger round here
Fa fa fa fa fa fa
Ahhhh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Written by:
Josiah Watson

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