FEEL IT Pt. 2 Lyrics

I'm just in this bitch by myself and I'm getting loaded

I'm just in this bitch by myself and I'm getting loaded

I got mags, I got blick's Get your shit chop down, lil bitch

I'm just sitting in the stool, I just do it by myself

All these people talking hold on, think about your mental health

Family going crazy and they put me on the fucking shelf

Stay up in my lane, I just do it by my fucking self

Thinking bout my past, yeah that shit hit me in my chest

When they hit me with that shit, I didn't have a fucking vest

On the east coast and they hit me with that fucking test

Life it comes with fucking stress, hope I don't end up a mess

Crashing out on the highway, yeah I do it with the bros

Every time I get up in that bitch, you know I'm on go

Hold on, know I'm on go,know I'm on go, know I'm on go

Where the hoes? Know I'm on go

Where the hoes? Know I'm on go

Where are the hoes? Know I'm on go

Where are the hoes? Know I'm go go

Where are the hoes

I chop it up, mix it up, flip it up, get to the motherfucking bread

You want me to choose the bitch, but I'll choose you instead

This ain't no game, where we left is half a dead

He got 18, I just got the fucking nine

Give me the paper, like what do I sign

I get all this money, bitch

I already know the fucking time, I don't need a wristwatch

I'm getting this money, I'm already blind

Feel it in your body, feel it in your chest