Feel it Comin’ lyrics
by Yhung T.O.
Holla the Truth
[Verse 1]
When them n*ggas 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 n*ggas want me dead that’s why I keep a Glock
How we still raise our hands and still gettin' played?
Cops still killin' n*ggas and still gettin' away
Momma's still cryin', the only son up in that grave
And all my n*ggas still thuggin' I ain't seen a change
Droppin' shots on them n*ggas, ain't no savin' that
Glock wit' a drum attached, can't remember where my 'K was at
Right outside them n*ggas front steps, where I be waitin' at
Won't pass that b*tch no 'wood, sh*t I wouldn't even let her pay to match
If ain't no sympathy for my people I can't feel a nothin'
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 n*ggas time around the corner, I can feel it comin'
[Chorus]
Them n*ggas time around the corner, I can feel it comin' (I can feel it comin')
They put money on my head but ain't kill nothin' (but ain't kill nothin')
Say them n*ggas want me dead and I ain't scared or runnin' (I ain't scared or runnin')
I'ma run up my bag and I'ma die thuggin' (I'ma die thuggin')
I'ma ball on these n*ggas on my lil' brother (oh on my lil' brother)
And my heart got so cold I can't feel nothin' (oh I can't feel nothin')
I'ma ball on these n*ggas or I'm gon' kill one (ohhh I'm gon' kill one)
I'm gon' ball on these n*ggas, naw na na
[Verse 2]
I can't hang around no n*ggas who ain't dropped nothin'
I can't f*ck wit' a b*tch who ain't got nothin'
I won't, never trust a b*tch, ain't no thot lovin'
Big Glock, when I'm on yo' block tryna drop somethin'
I still, 'member all them days I was dead broke
I won't, run from no n*gga 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 sh*t 'cause they won't pay attention
I ain't into givin' n*ggas clout you can't pay to mention
And I'll empty out this clip I catch a sucka slippin'
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 sh*t, still remember it was negative
Can't get no PayPal 'cause way back I was scammin' sh*t
Totin' hams and sh*t, squeezin' triggers 'til they jam and sh*t
[Chorus]
Them n*ggas time around the corner, I can feel it comin' (I can feel it comin')
They put money on my head but ain't kill nothin' (but ain't kill nothin')
Say them n*ggas want me dead and I ain't scared or runnin' (I ain't scared or runnin')
I'ma run up my bag and I'ma die thuggin' (I'ma die thuggin')
I'ma ball on these n*ggas on my lil' brother (oh on my lil' brother)
And my heart got so cold I can't feel nothin' (oh I can't feel nothin')
I'ma ball on these n*ggas or I'm gon' kill one (ohhh I'm gon' kill one)
I'm gon' ball on these n*ggas, naw na na