Feel It Comin'

(Holla the Truth)

When them niggas took my uncle made me think a lot
I got post traumatic stress 'cause I done seen a lot
Lord forgive me for my sins 'cause I didn't mean a lot
I know them niggas want me dead that's why I keep a Glock
How we still raise our hands and still getting played?
Cops still killing niggas and still getting away
Momma's still crying, the only son up in that grave
And all my niggas still thugging I ain't seen a change
Dropping shots on them niggas, ain't no saving that
Glock wit' a drum attached, can't remember where my 'K was at
Right outside them niggas front steps, where I be waiting at
Won't pass that bitch no 'wood, shit I wouldn't even let her pay to match
If ain't no sympathy for my people I can't feel a nothing
Dropped us in that jungle, gave us guns and made us kill each other
Held my sister while she cried and say she missed her brother
Them niggas time around the corner, I can feel it coming

Them niggas time around the corner, I can feel it coming (I can feel it comin')
They put money on my head but ain't kill nothing (but ain't kill nothin')
Say them niggas want me dead and I ain't scared or running (I ain't scared or runnin')
I'ma run up my bag and I'ma die thugging (I'ma die thuggin')
I'ma ball on these niggas on my lil' brother (oh on my lil' brother)
And my heart got so cold I can't feel nothing (oh I can't feel nothin')
I'ma ball on these niggas or I'm gon' kill one (oh... I'm gon' kill one)
I'm gon' ball on these niggas, naw na na

I can't hang around no niggas who ain't dropped nothing
I can't fuck wit' a bitch who ain't got nothing
I won't, never trust a bitch, ain't no thot loving
Big Glock, when I'm on yo' block tryna drop something
I still, 'member all them days I was dead broke
I won't, run from no nigga like my leg broke
I gotta, go and get these bands 'til I'm dead and gone
Now if I leave you dead and gone I'll be dead wrong
But nobody see that shit 'cause they won't pay attention
I ain't into giving niggas clout you can't pay to mention
And I'll empty out this clip I catch a sucka slipping
And I still pull up and get back and try a make a difference
But they just wanna see the negative
The account got hella shit, still remember it was negative
Can't get no PayPal 'cause way back I was scamming shit
Toting hams and shit, squeezing triggers 'til they jam and shit

Them niggas time around the corner, I can feel it coming (I can feel it comin')
They put money on my head but ain't kill nothing (but ain't kill nothin')
Say them niggas want me dead and I ain't scared or running (I ain't scared or runnin')
I'ma run up my bag and I'ma die thugging (I'ma die thuggin')
I'ma ball on these niggas on my lil' brother (oh on my lil' brother)
And my heart got so cold I can't feel nothing (oh I can't feel nothin')
I'ma ball on these niggas or I'm gon' kill one (oh... I'm gon' kill one)
I'm gon' ball on these niggas, naw na na