Feel Me

I still get shit popping, ain’t nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Too much in my mind, I’m just tryna find peace
Niggas act like bitches when you don’t let 'em eat
I don’t rap about no drugs or having gold teeth
I made it happen on my own and I swear that’s not that’s a reach like
Where was you when we were sleeping on them couches?
Doing verses in the basement, drinking juices out them pouches
I was too broke to pay for studio time
And me and one take used to throw each other rhymes like
Every year’s my year, I ain’t worried bout who next
Tryna get my money up and start running up the check
I chase the Jack with the forty then I hit my two stop
Got me feeling like I made it when I hit her with that flex
I still get shit popping, ain’t nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
I was broke Now i’m it ain’t that shit a trip
They wasn’t fucking with me back when I wasn’t having shit
They thought this shit was funny now them niggas wanna join my clique
Watch I got some money now these hoes all on my dick
Lil mama wanna be in love, she want me to take her on a trip
I was eating noodles out the bowl til a young nigga went and made it flip
I could tell that they fake nah they don’t really wanna see me win
Riding around with high steaks, blowing smoke all up out that bitch
New money I got options, I don’t like window shopping
These niggas a facade, I walk this shit the way I talk it
Me and your bitch had a minaj and you still out here thinking you got her
This my city so how you the hottest?
You know big bank gon' take your wallet
Boy you a lame and I’m really poppin'
I still get shit popping, ain’t nothing changed
Everything you see, take a look, self made
Started from the bottom, now we pull up in that Range
I don’t want your bitch, she fucking with the gang
Gang, gang, gang
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like
Do they feel me? I swear they don’t feel me
Now everybody in this bitch wanna feel me like