Felt Like Rappin’

Lyrics

Five four three two, I'm on one I just started seeing red, here the flow come Flow lifting mo bills, it's a tow truck Who saying I ain't putting down, nigga hold up First I'ma fill a cup and a cone up That's the calm before the storm in my notebook When the ink spills, guarantee it's gon flood Leave ya fam feeling blue, nigga no Cuz Lil pretty bitty say she wan' fuck Told her I got a girl, she said so what I just like being thorough from the go, hun Before your ass try to squirrel after yo nuts Cause I'll take you down, then won't pick my phone up Is this what we doing right here I'm a lil rude often my dear But shawty I don't mean no harm, I swear Bout as rеal as they come 'round thesе days Something to say, 'cause I'm from The Peach State And that's word to the South and 3k And Troy for saying we ain't playing in the GA Ain't just rapper, baby I'm an MC, K? N-I follow that up with a G-H T, that's my last name, gon and replay Who-saying ain the realest, shawty he fake Hold up, I'ma switch the flow up Let me show em how a sho nuff spitter go nuts Approach a cold cut how ya suppose to When ya go in front of or pick a microphone up Really ain't amuse, mufuggaz just posers Niggas say he cool, mufugga I'm colder Bitch say she the truest, tell the hoe better go to the mirror Slap that lying mother fucker who told her Bitch I'm Nix, big one not the lil one Been that chosen one from the jump and I'm still her Still I'm doing donuts on a track with the circles that I wrap When these verses get to lapping these niggas Whole damn clan tried catching a nigga Was in a city landing from that one to this one Up in the air somewhere with a window seat stare If I ain't blowing clouds, I'm actually in em Either way that's how I get the raps I be penning The homie J Bev sent this track and I listened Got my head nodding while I'm catching the rhythm Felt like rapping to this one That's a wrap for you niggas, I'm gone