Feel It lyrics

[Intro]
(Reece, take 'em to church)

[Chorus]
Everybody say it's love, but I don't believe it
Gotta keep a Glock today, you might just need it
Pull up, hop out, let it spray and make 'em feel it
Ain't worried 'bout none of you lil' f*ck n*ggas, b*tch, we with it
One thing about lil' Jack, that n*gga gon' go get it
Married to the racks, I swear that I'm committed
All these chains on me, would have thought I just got convicted
Now, baby, I'm in a Lamb' going down the road to riches

[Verse 1]
I dropped diamonds on my chain fresh up out the cell
Was f*cking on your b*tch that night, but I won't kiss and tell
She addicted to the kid like I dropped a spell
I'm trying to beat the pus*y up, I'm trying to leave it swеll
f*ck all my opps, I'm throwing bullets at 'em, Odell
His mom mad that hе died, b*tch, oh well
You ain't f*cking with my clique, b*tch, we moving like the cartel
Play with me, you get zipped, choppers singing like Adele
You n*ggas ain't nothing like me, we from two different fabrics
That lil' b*tch can't be wifey, I told her, "I'm gon' blow", that b*tch laughing
It's like the lil' b*tch was happy to see a n*gga down bad
I'm in love with myself, I never needed your f*cking clown ass
With my lil' raw ass, I made a mill', now I want more cash
To keep it trill, I'm walking 'round with your stash
Keep it still, I'll put this b*tch on your ass
Don't need to pop to pull, like jet, still gon' blast
Don't got no point to prove, but I'm still on that
[Chorus]
Everybody say it's love, but I don't believe it
Gotta keep a Glock today, you might just need it
Pull up, hop out, let it spray and make 'em feel it
Ain't worried 'bout none of you lil' f*ck n*ggas, b*tch, we with it
One thing about lil' Jack, that n*gga gon' go get it
Married to the racks, I swear that I'm committed
All these chains on me, would have thought I just got convicted
Now, baby, I'm in a Lamb' going down the road to riches

[Verse 2]
Give me the credit I deserve
Lord knows I put in work
I done got it out the mud, got my nails full of dirt
If you ask me, no one would go harder than me on this f*cking Earth
I'm the thug these rap n*ggas be talking 'bout it in all of they verses
Time after time, I done grind, trying to make the world mine
I done took so much losses, now a n*gga starting to shine
And I did it with my rhymes, I ain't had to go commit no crimes
But I'm still with it for my family, I'll go back to bagging dimes
Trying to make it home to my family, so I still pack a nine
sh*t be real grimy in these streets, so I be watching for the sign
I'm always riding with that heat, I'm like D. Wade in his prime
Ain't sh*t was gave to me, I had to take it to make it mine
I'm told I got overlooked, you would have thought they all was blind
I was posted up with them crooks, from the bottom we had to climb
To the top, but everything still ain't f*cking fine
Made it out the box, but sometimes I still feel like I'm inside
[Chorus]
Everybody say it's love, but I don't believe it
Gotta keep a Glock today, you might just need it
Pull up, hop out, let it spray and make 'em feel it
Ain't worried 'bout none of you lil' f*ck n*ggas, b*tch, we with it
One thing about lil' Jack, that n*gga gon' go get it
Married to the racks, I swear that I'm committed
All these chains on me, would have thought I just got convicted
Now, baby, I'm in a Lamb' going down the road to riches