Feelings

(albüm: Suinami - 2019)

Cito

[TJ Porter:]
I came up from the bottom, these niggas be hating on me and I know they don't want me to pop
I had to put in the grind and put in the time, these niggas ain't give me my shot
I got some shit on my mind, it started with rhymes, I know I'ma get to the top
I know they hating on me, yeah, they want me to flop
Bitch, I'm the voice of the trenches, I remember I was coming off benches
Young niggas, we was hopping them fences
Nigga, that's how we was living
And this shit is fucked up but I came a long way
"He lucked up," is what them niggas all say
They want me down 'cause they see that I'm killing
Hopped in the booth, I'm expressing my feelings

[Suigeneris:]
There ain't no safety on this .38
If I shoot then I'll shoot it for real
Got a ride with a nine, murder stay on my mind
If I shoot then I'm shooting to kill
Lost a couple of homies to pills
Had to get in my bag for real
They ain't show me no love when I had no funds
So fuck him if that's how he feel
They full of shit, I gotta ride with a clip
'Cause I can never trust a soul
Gotta put mom in a mansion then switch it up fast
Yeah, they pray to God that I'ma fold
I'ma put on for my city, they ain't fucking with me
My brothers tryna see us ball
I ain't gon' be in a grave
Seen too many soldiers in my corner taking a loss
Rest in peace grandma, I know that you see me
I'm tryna go in, get the coupe with the stars
I ain't gon' eat if my brothers, they feast
'Til I get it and split it, not talking divorce
Used to be ramen and 'fits straight from Ross
Now I walk out the house rocking Christian Dior
Diamonds is busting, I been on the stunting
I came out the womb knowing I'd be a boss

[TJ Porter:]
I came up from the bottom, these niggas be hating on me and I know they don't want me to pop
I had to put in the grind and put in the time, these niggas ain't give me my shot
I got some shit on my mind, it started with rhymes, I know I'ma get to the top
I know they hating on me, yeah, they want me to flop
Bitch, I'm the voice of the trenches, I remember I was coming off benches
Young niggas, we was hopping them fences
Nigga, that's how we was living
And this shit is fucked up but I came a long way
"He lucked up," is what them niggas all say
They want me down 'cause they see that I'm killing
Hopped in the booth, I'm expressing my feelings