4thafeel Lyrics

All of that money won't heal.

I made a pledge to be real, yeah!

I ain't got too much to give, but n-ggas is dying to live.

Don't let desire deceive you.

Drape the dread most would die to conceal.

Imma do it for the feel.

Imma do it for the feel...

Make it go up for the gang. (Hmph).

This sh-t right here for my dawg!

All of the burdens you earn.

Growing up black in the south.

Better tuck in yo' shirt.

Learn to button yo' mouth.

Work for yo' worth to end up on the couch.

I was a child with my head in the clouds.

You dream too big, they ain't hearing you out.

Take it in.

Reference.

Let it go, let it go...

IIGHT!

I lost some ones I loved too soon.

Still sowed the seeds.

I grew.

We bloom.

The regret ricochet bouncing off them walls.

When the loss turn to list, start to lose yo hope.

Demonize all the ways we express our pain.

Hate the way when it hurt, I get in my zone!

So many holes in the game.

System leakin' with envy.

Exit my orbit, and enter a frenzy!

Spaced out in most of them classes.

Freestyle in my head to the clock as it ti-ti-ti-ticked.

Now, I'm punchin' my ticket.

We build our merit from scratch at the lowest positions.

Reap the resentment.

Coat the whole globe with this love.

Ain't gon' break.

We won't bend.

Knockout with flow.

Speaker comatose.

Flow to float and greet the cranes and crows.

Persevering thru pits, the lows...

Now, we know how it go.

Motives monochrome!

Mow us over, make us feel alone...

Blast these burdens out in baritone!

Many moments we can only sort it when it come in song.

Lock in.

Only angle is to open up.

Ain't no cutting corners out here, kid.

Gotta dream for more than me and mine.

Made it thru the motions; reminisce.

Moving on feel cyclical at times.

Love and falsehood cannot coexist.

Often, I feel failed by ones that raised me.

Walls of adolescence closing in.

Settle never again.

We far too deep to withdraw.

Often, I sketch in my section scoring how freedom befalls.

Challenged to carry the effort.

Making our mark off the record.

Status had us all enthralled.

Shed our hide(s) despite it all.

All of that money won't heal.

I made a pledge to be real, yeah!

I ain't got too much to give, but n-ggas is dying to live.

Don't let desire deceive you.

Drape the dread most would die to conceal.

Imma do it for the feel.

Imma do it for the feel.