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Lil Eazzyy

Feeling Different

 

Feeling Different

(album: Underrated - 2020)


Driving lane to lane, I'm off the Wock', I feel like crashing, uh (Skrrt)
We finna go take out them niggas who was capping (Ayy)
They say, "Eazzyy you won't make it to the top," I started laughing
'Cause them same niggas all up on my dick and call me famous now (Ayy)
Thirty shells locked inside that clip, that bitch gon' dangle down (Krrah)
Up and leave 'em clueless like a shower, hollows spray 'em down
"Eazzyy you be acting different," I respond to labels now (Huh?)
And still won't sign off shit, I'm balling hard, I might ball through the foul

Po-po-pop out with my TEC, I keep my TEC inside my jacket
Let 'em have it, speak on Domo, he go, "Poof" just like some magic
In the 'Raq, if you don't keep a ratchet, you victim to statics
Stay out up my way, before you lose a member like the Jacksons (Dummy)
Watch who you keep close, you gonna watch who really riding
Them niggas who you bang with on the low ain't really sliding (Ain't really slidin')
I hang them with the felons who ain't tryna do no fighting (Uh-uh)
Clips, they get the clip and shit, might shift his fucking lining
But now I'm on some different shit
Only rock with niggas who don't politic with witnesses (With witnesses)
Say your fucking move, cause you know K2, he be blisting shit
Yeah the trap be busting, if you needed it then we shipping it
Might zoo him if I'm feeling it
I just talked to Rel, he say, "This music bro, you killing it"
I don't want the drop if when you sell it, you ain't sealing it
Smoke the pain away until them demons start diminishing
But let my bitch go roll my woods 'cause I don't feel like peeling it

Driving lane to lane, I'm off the Wock', I feel like crashing, uh (Skrrt)
We finna go take out them niggas who was capping
They say, "Eazzyy you won't make it to the top," I started laughing
'Cause them same niggas all up on my dick and call me famous now
Thirty shells locked inside that clip, that bitch gon' dangle down
Up and leave 'em clueless like a shower, hollows spray 'em down
"Eazzyy you be acting different," I respond to labels now
And still won't sign off shit, I'm balling hard, I might ball through the foul

"Eazzyy can you take me with you?" No, 'cause I won't end it with you
People think they can come along and it won't be an issue
Wasn't you just talking all that shit as if I couldn't hear you?
Now Lil Eazzyy coming to the the top and I can't kick it with you
Unc' used to say, "Just give them what you know and they gon' listen to you"
I come from the gutter, it ain't shit that's getting given to you
You can't be my bitch, without a bitch or I ain't tripping on you
Hit her then I'm gone just like some sauce, lil' bitch, I'm dipping on you
Play your cards right and it's on sight if I see them blue lights
We don't throw no pipes, we on the chase, I can't get booked tonight (Not tonight)
We put it on ice, I fuck with Faygos, I don't fuck with Sprites (Ion't fuck with Sprits)
I don't hype the hype, you feel hyped, we leave you at the light

Driving lane to lane, I'm off the Wock', I feel like crashing, uh (Skrrt)
We finna go take out them niggas who was capping
They say, "Eazzyy you won't make it to the top," I started laughing
'Cause them same niggas all up on my dick and call me famous now
Thirty shells locked inside that clip, that bitch gon' dangle down
Up and leave 'em clueless like a shower, hollows spray 'em down
"Eazzyy you be acting different," I respond to labels now
And still won't sign off shit, I'm balling hard, I might ball through the foul

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