Still Feel Me

Uh-huh, real life shit

Na' mean, true story

Feel me, matter of fact, still feel me

Uh yea, ayyo

Past few years, shit got so ill

It was kinda hard for the

God to laugh through tears

I went through something with

Momma, no drama

Something that came and went, real life karma

My pop think his son is deserting 'em, it's hurtin' 'em

Guess I gotta be the man, sit down and work with 'em

My little boy 7, he the sequel to the thug

So I told him the money will never equal the love

Listen I'm grown y'all

When it comes to my family it's never a problem

It's only a phone call, the tend to take that and run with it

So every other month

I be on some new number shit

They violated stay again

Gus totaled the beamer and broke

Kay leg again

Shh, let us pray again

And I ain't get enough of hanging in local bars yet

Had to let the thang off, cross town in the projects

All these rumors, shit

I ain't get robbed yet

Bitch ass niggaz ain't stop actin' like broads yet

And arm reach off a gun and a mask

Somebody clipped me for a hundred in cash

Still feel me,

I hit the road try to get more grip

It was cool til' a mutha fuckin' tour bus flipped

Uh, no charges brought up, bitch popped up with a kid

Got caught up, then

I put a court up

Now the road the the riches is taking me longer

It ain't kill yet so it makin' me stronger

I don't know if it's the hate, frustration, or hunger

The keep a nigga going, rappin' for a reason

Shit don't just don't happen, shit happens for a reason

I'm that dude, like it or love it

I do my thang in the hood, get right with a budget

Ain't afraid to give my life to the public

And when you see me next time maybe we can further discuss

How my 16's give you a visual

I know you thinking he ain't really selling, how he life off residuals

But right now the game is pitiful

Niggaz is lonely, they need company 'cuz they miserable

Yeah, uh-huh shit it still real

BThat's why

I want you to still feel me

Still feel me, one

I'm out