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mixby23 - feel right lyrics

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[intro]
turn me up jourdan
wop
mob

[chorus]
i remember trapping by the spot
same place i seen a n+gga die
lost feelings i’ma step to get him back
sneaky n+gga tryna stab me in the back
whip it up and throw the batter in the pot
the law at the door throw the bags out the back
all that bluffin’ and sh+t got his b+tch shot
he already f+cked up that n+gga just had ten racks
n+ggas can come where i’m from n+ggas been back
n+ggas ain’t ogs them n+ggas been hot
hit [?]
broke+ass n+ggas they life be a big lie
she want to f+ck and he talk ’bout the b+tch try
whole lot of hundreds i feel like i’m crip tied
n+gga a fool if he rap all the sh+t that hе did, and if i’m lyin’ i’m dyin’
[verse]
roll up the ‘za on the private jеt, we gettin’ high on a pj flyin’
that n+gga wonderin’ how he go broke, you givin’ broke b+tches too much time
now i gotta go buy a moncler trench
so i fit this micro right on the side
still from the hood putting glocks outside
where i’m from n+ggas gettin’ chalked outside
all this sh+t just don’t feel right
had it before when you see me i’m still tight
come through spank off drac’s after midnight
better get low you could die this sh+t real life
how the f+ck is it beef is this sh+t don’t be on sight
i still wait for that sh+t it ain’t my type
uh, takin’ sh+t down n+gga livin’ the slime life
my young n+ggas blowin’ sh+t up like some dynamite
glock got the glock i’ma train him to spin with him
said it’s his first time that’s why i spinned with him
peep n+ggas dropping them diss tracks just to get 12 in this sh+t but i’m tryna get with em
drop off every shot then refill ’em
back then we used to just beat n+ggas
i’m smart enough to know sidewalk safer than street n+ggas
that n+gga brother just died he can be with him

[chorus]
i remember trapping by the spot
same place i seen a n+gga die
lost feelings i’ma step to get him back
sneaky n+gga tryna stab me in the back
whip it up and throw the batter in the pot
the law at the door throw the bags out the back
all that bluffin’ and sh+t got his b+tch shot
he already f+cked up that n+gga just had ten racks
n+ggas can come where i’m from n+ggas been back
n+ggas ain’t ogs them n+ggas been hot
hit [?]
broke+ass n+ggas they life be a big lie
she want to f+ck and he talk ’bout the b+tch try
whole lot of hundreds i feel like i’m crip tied
n+gga a fool if he rap all the sh+t that he did, and if i’m lyin’ i’m dyin’



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