Do You Feel Me

Verse 1:

I'm just a young nigga wit a 9 don't know how to act
You're bound to get smoked if you don't get jacked
I need some dank so I can keep calm
Cause the 9 in my palm makes me think about Vietnam
I be thinking bout goin nuts cause the stress on my mind makes me think about growing up
A nigga couldn't even sleep
Cause in my dreams I used to see niggas trying creep four deep
I don't know what's wrong with my brain cells
Is it the chronic or the motherfucking pain pills
Stressing like a nigga on lockdown
Thinking bout all these niggas that I done shot down
But I don't let it get to me bro
To get the stress off my mind I get a 4-0
Biggidy bang biggidy buck biggidy baow baow
That's how it sounds when I let off thirty rounds
You better run and hide when I let loose mane
Cause that's consequences stuck up in the dope game
Niggas dying young over little punk shit
Fonking with each other cause there's no one else to fonk with
Even my niggas from back in the days ain't my niggas no more
Cause you know how niggas change
It used to be what's up my nigga now it's a straight mug
Cause all the niggas I grew up with is straight thugs
But uh, I copped game from these OG's
I watched niggas count G's and cook whole ki's
And you wonder why a young nigga game is tight
Cause my folks taught a nigga wrong from right
And you wonder why I keep a 9 and a vest
Because the dank keep a nigga more and more stressed
And the shit I'm spittin is straight real G
So I'm asking my niggas do you feel me

Hook:
Cellski:
If you feel me
Crowd of homies:
Holler if feel me

Verse 2:

Stayin at home with the chrome with the lights off
Cause I capped some niggas that was muggin me on Randolph
In my bucket hit the back paths to avoid
The fucking po-po's cause they got me paranoid
That ain't stoppin nothing still got get my money on
Still mobbin wit my niggas four deep gettin gone
Tanqueray and dank give me the energy to bust caps
Making sure the niggas I'm bustin at don't bust back
Cause the niggas tried to put heads to bed
From hollowpoint lead from the Tech Nine infrared
Cause niggas can't dodge the red shot when ya hit
Cause when the mack spits bang season starts to bullshit
Cause where I come from you got to stay strapped with a 9
Cause 17 shots outshooting a deuce-five
Thee motherfucking mack and thee motherfucking h-k
Make niggas bow down cause Frisco niggas don't play
Cause when it's foggy up in Frisco niggas loc'd up
Cause when the bang is on niggas wanna smoke ya
Do or die is the attitude niggas got
So when I plot you better listen to the gunshot
Boom boom boom rattatat is the sound of the mack
Spit some shit that make my own niggas step back
Cause uh, I'm comin straight real and I'm asking my niggas
Do you feel me?