Jackboy — Feel It

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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’ fuck niggas, bitch, we with it
One thing about lil’ Jack, that nigga 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 riche

I dropped diamonds on my chain fresh up out the cell
Was fucking on your bitch 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 pussy up, I’m trying to leave it swеll
Fuck all my opps, I’m throwing bullets at ’em, Odell
His mom mad that hе died, bitch, oh well
You ain’t fucking with my clique, bitch, we moving like the cartel
Play with me, you get zipped, choppers singing like Adele
You niggas ain’t nothing like me, we from two different fabrics
That lil’ bitch can’t be wifey, I told her, «I’m gon’ blow», that bitch laughing
It’s like the lil’ bitch was happy to see a nigga down bad
I’m in love with myself, I never needed your fucking 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 bitch 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 tha

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’ fuck niggas, bitch, we with it
One thing about lil’ Jack, that nigga 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 riche

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 fucking Earth
I’m the thug these rap niggas 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 nigga 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
Shit 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 shit 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 fucking fine
Made it out the box, but sometimes I still feel like I’m inside

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’ fuck niggas, bitch, we with it
One thing about lil’ Jack, that nigga 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