Feelin LIke Yak ft. Yangadn Lyrics

Niggas be laughin at my pain

And all my problems thats a fact

I make music

Im kinda poppin so I just put it in the rap

A black Impala parked outside for Momma with glizzys in the back

Niggas ain never gone know the number plate cuz I aint ever gone rat

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Niggas be laughin at my pain

And all my problems thats a fact

I make music

Im kinda poppin so I just put it in the rap

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

A black Impala parked outside for Momma with glizzys in the back

Niggas ain never gone know the number plate cuz I aint ever gone rat

The end up laughing at my pain

But they dont know my story, I owe God all the glory

I hope you're praying for me

I hope you're praying for me

Im in the nosebleeds with a white girl whose nose bleeds

I wont let her hold me

Smoking zah zah out in the streets with the hommies

Wont let no one hoe

I wont pop no pills but Ima smoke until I OD

But I mean you cant OD so Ima smoke until I go sleep

I put all my pain in the music, I put all my

I can never see the days with no rain, But I do it

And I put it all in the music

Niggas be laughin at my pain

And all my problems thats a fact

I make music

In kinda poppin so I just put it in the rap

A black Impala parked outside for Momma with glizzys in the back

Niggas ain never gone know the number plate cuz I aint ever gone rat

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Niggas be laughin at my pain

And all my problems thats a fact

I make music

Im kinda poppin so I just put it in the rap

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

Im feelin like Yak

A black Impala parked outside for Momma with glizzys in the back

Niggas ain never gone know the number plate cuz I aint ever gone rat

I feel like Yak, In a matte, All black Jag

Bitch I be Z'd up, Smokin zah zah from the bag

If I was to hit the club, Id walk around with duffel bags

Walk round with my cock out, Nuts out let them hang

Walk round with a dukie by my feet

It get spookie if you niggas really moving goofy in the streets

They try rebuke me but they barely can refuse me when we meet

I aint messy with my stresses, I prefer to keep it neat

Glee glee