Feel Ah Way

Great John on the beat by the way
What ya'll niggas know about the 23 and 1 man?
White man jumps black man screams shout out to my boy-
Look, look, look

Lil' nigga stop it (huh)
You ain't no shooter, nobody around you is with it
Lil' nigga stop it
You was in school doin' projects, we drill and run in niggas pockets
You niggas ain't problems (problems, problems)
Y'all ain't no killers, nigga, y'all ain't got no bodies nigga
Look, said y'all ain't no killers, nigga
Y'all ain't got no bodies nigga

Wait, look, I ain't with the talkin',
Fuck up out my face
Don't got time to waste, look
Ricky got a charge, he gonna let it spray, fuck up out the way
I know that they love I'm a felon caught
Charges from these niggas tellin' (look)
Told God I'm with all the repenting,
Stop sinning before it's too many (look)
Before it's too much, time to switch it up
Got the game in clutch, bitches wanna fuck
That's word to my Glizzy my credit A1 with them killers
My credit A1 with them banks
Oh I heard you want me come get me
I'm posted with chops on the 8th

Lil' nigga stop it (huh)
You ain't no shooter, nobody around you is with it
Lil' nigga stop it
You was in school doin' projects, we drill and run in niggas pockets
You niggas ain't problems (problems, problems)
Y'all ain't no killers nigga
Y'all ain't got no bodies nigga
Look, said y'all ain't no killers nigga
Y'all ain't got no bodies nigga
You ain't no shooter, nobody around you is with it
Lil' nigga stop it
You was in school doin' projects,
We drillin' and runnin' niggas pockets
You niggas ain't problems (problems, problems)
Y'all ain't no killers, nigga,
Y'all ain't got no bodies nigga
Look, said y'all ain't no killers nigga
Y'all ain't got no bodies nigga

No you don't got no bodies nigga
They know it ain't no stoppin' niggas
Free all my doggies your honor, I'm sorry,
Let's bargain, I'm sending' out some figures
Hate on my Greatness man you gon' watch it
Chip on my shoulder like who gon' stop me?
I leave her wetter than a tsunami (look)
She touch it she wanna rob me
We gettin' money, it's hard to lose (huh)
Bitches don't love you,
They switch when they want to,
They never take long to choose, huh
We seen her comin' the minute we started
We doublin', plot the moves, huh
Used to bend blocks and cruise, huh
Now we got a lot to lose, huh
We got a lot to lose

Movin', Movin' Gang
Shooter, shooter, that shooter gang
Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang
Movin', Movin' Gang
Shooter, shooter, that shooter gang
Shooter Gang, gang, gang, gang



Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Scott, Jeremy Soto, Karel Jorge, Michael Kyle Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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