hd57 – feeling sick #nsmc6 lyrics
(intro)
i got the this and the that, i got the gat with a hat, thats all they chat!
until i pull up in a cab, get ratatata you hit the ground infact! i’m x rated “black”, ain’t talking bout none of your p-rn hub tab!
i be k!lling these rappers on screen, like its isis attacking!
nig i speak what i do, what i do is the truth!
yeah i spit where i walk got ya face in eww!
i got plenty of g’s but i dont need to show! i ain’t tryna get rub like tekashi for fuel!
i got plenty of heat, an its all repeat, why the fan keep on coming they feeling it too!
they just do this for t–th a name on the street, looking all real like they busting a tool!
why do all these rappers sound alike boo
dumb their sh-t so u kinda like, fool!
i see the views that they pay for too
so dont ask if i know u amma stand up, like who?
(verse)
b, back when a n-gga wasn’t having, not dollar or a heaven i was hanging with some devils but i didn’t know!
so i took a 5 an thought to switch my name from seven, build a ninjah gang that kicking cause a record deal won’t hit me up!
and half you n-ggas claiming that they savage with depression, an dunno bout getting trash inside a locker so im breaking out
since school a n-gga planning, taking shot at all these rappers cause im aiming for the sky an to be honest u can get it to!
they yapping say its rapping got you bumping like a muppet pull a string an got you waving saying lotta sh-t u never do!
an got a n-gga thugging all these b-tches wanna model think the gram gone pay the bills but that is faker than your lypo!
an stunting! bout you hunned i ain’t ever seen a hundred! sh-t online in real ain’t nothing. on the line your reputation go!
i rather stack from nothing than just saying that am something only thing you n-ggas popping is your bubble…
amma finna get my self a frigging check. doc!
i think a n-gga asking for a sample. dock!
u ain’t running this game .i be gunning every lane. till i can pay my mama bill am finna rangle! drop!
a benz on the hill an a house. yup!
so my drive stay the same when i’m out! yup!
if a b-tch didn’t help inside the kitchen they ain’t eating at my table, muchless for my pot. puff!
yeah am smoking all you n-ggas, blunt headed you figure bitter. cause you speak and never do it no you ain’t gangster
most these n-ggas only rhyming, so you riding. crash a night or two in vegas with a couple bad b-tches posted up!
screw a status for the likes i only do this for the stripes. to have a army at my side. dont salute you could suffer! so if a n-gga suck know am gonna take a strike, wesley snipes, staying fresh why my gr-ss stay greener, any lane !
(chorus)
i got em feeling sick… like 100, one hunnid i know
(pre-chorus)
come at me (x4)
(verse)
i got em feeling sick, cause i’m ill
why the haters be calling snakes
venomous, i’m the adda
in african, that stands for the truest
they call me king!
yeah yeah yeah i got em feeling sick. cause of all ah these hunnids im making here
wanna k!ll cause they dont put in work as meh
but there is no bed full of roses here
sick i’m enormous a monster, man. ask me how i do never normal man. i smoke your crew when i cruise, thas a roll on dan
trinidad we the sickest worse than minaj!
all u lil uzi rapper taste boozaka!
full a rage they call me demon, like ak-ma!
i got flows why my waves are clears!
i’m a playa but i ain’t to fair!
like slipping pills in a mormosa!
i’m more musa!
like gta i pull up on your p-ssie!
u done call your self a cat u n-gga p-ssy!
said imma try this sh-t out, trappy vibe so i bounce, i dont try to wear a jacket i dont fit in!
i see yall coming out tha closet for a penny, young thug dem ah say just a tranny!
yall switching up so much, been the same from the start, an i still make a difference like a sony!
everybody know that your a nini. lil dingi! here’s my hini, really really mini mini inny mini, im a genie he’s a billie! really messing with a semion houdini!
jimmie jimmie zimmie zimmie
say you see me, you dont see me
amma k!ll it like a nina, flow fl!ck like a tv
not a gucci on my neck an i still come off litty!
am ahead of all you rappers cause your shorty wanna blow me!
an you n-ggas nowadays that wearing d-ckie kinda sucky
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