Feel bad ft. S.A.D.A.M Lyrics

Listen, man it's been like 17 days since I prayed, thinking will I make it through the day

Anyway, my bill's late, ain't no food up on my plate, riding dirty with no license, still looking for a place

So what you say? That you know the feeling? Don't resort to violence, gang-banging, drug dealing

Easier done when you know when your next meal is. Or if you're all alone, ain't gotta worry about no children

So save all the preaching for the church and the women in the front with the skirts, cause my ribs touching and it hurts

Go berserk for a purse or a nurse, in reverse, a nurse with a purse

Never matter which first, long as we eating. Know better defense than reach defense

Letting the op know they better guard when we fiending. Never get caught off guard when we scheming

Make sure your doors all get locked this evening, cause I gotta, I gotta

No leg to stand on, feel abandoned. But I didn't finish, cause I wasn't in it. Guess my soul wasn't filling

First head hot, now I'm chilling. I'ma need a sack like a pillow. I don't need a Smith to leave you willow

But when you hear them bars go, oh you can put your hands up. Turn you to Alfonso, oh you should be a dancer

Emotions like Battle of Troy meets fences, so I'm fencing with my self relentless

Trying to give my kids a life worth living, yeah. I don't even sleep and joy I'm given

I paid tolls, I change roles, my heart gold. I made disaster, turn my back to Van Gogh

I'm no pastor, I can end it right there, but this God flow, I can feel it in the night air

I got a bad feeling about it

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