SPIRITS ft. Killa Twan & Dirty Murph Lyrics

The way that I been feeling

God lift me with your spirits

Make a way for all my children

Know my struggle been the Realest

Shit so real that you can feel it

Just wanna make a killing

Stacc a couple million

Stacc it to the ceiling

I thought I needed closure

Who knew my mind was golden

I got like a Ferrari on the beats I Go ferocious.

The way they disappeared you Know I'm not with hocus pocus

You know the Loc is smoking Potent, wait you know I'm going

Everyday I wake up I'm trynna Get it

Gotta thank god I opened my Eyes and all my niggas they still Living

Beautiful blessings to raise these Children

You can be a nigga in the grave Or a nigga getting to some Millions

Cuz it's only Sixty seconds in One minute

You can watch your whole life Flash if you ain't paying Attention

I don't know what you been Doing but you better listen

Every action in them streets yeah They come with consequences

They way Nip got me feeling it's All money in

Benjamin's on Benjamin's all we Do is win

DJ Khalid voice Nigga we the Best

All my ops whisper scared to say It with they chest

Fuck Killa Twan

Yeah I hear you niggas

Touch me I'll kill ya

I fear god I don't don't fear you Niggas

My vision way clearer

I see the snakes slither

Hatin cause these Tmc Puma

Checks get me richer

Now I'm no Adolfo hitler

But I got that KKK

Hold my Malcom X by any Means I'll let it spray

Death to all snitches

Free my real ones out that cage

I'm running over any nigga Crossin in my lane

I'm Killa yous a pussy

We are not the same

I keep it One Hunnid

You can keep the change

I do this for my gang

I ain't talking about the hood

For my five sons and two Daughters let's get that Understood

I been in good spirits

Smoking loud can you hear it

It's all about what You say

Vs. what you deliver

I'm on fire fucc a sizzler

Kodak moment take a picture

Niggas sweeter than swisher

When you go can't take it with Cha

Just telling you game

Want the money fucc the fame

With a bad bitch at fam mart just Copped me a chain

Shit ran me bout 8 Hunnid

Not gon lie for this I'm dumping

Walk it off like nun happened

Hit my Loc to see what's jumping

I know I'm gonna bubble

If I don't we not in trouble

Kicc it down and stuff the duffle

Talk my shit don't need to Mumble

Watch me make it double up

Lean in my double cup

He doubled crossed me

So we had to run it up

The way that I been feeling

They ain't really see the vision

Til I call my dogs to sicc em

Class is session pay attention

Aye working on my resume

Working on my mental state

Working on them better days

We working hard you can't Relate

The way that I been feeling

God lift me up with yo spirts

Make a way for all my children

Know my struggle been the Realest

Shit so real that you can feel it

I just wanna make a killing and

Stacc a couple million

Watch me stacc it to the ceiling

I thought I needed closure

Who knew my mind was golden

I go like a Ferrari

On these beats I go ferocious

The way they disappeared you know

I'm not with hocus pocus

You know the Loc is smoking Potent

Wait you know I'm going