Feinding

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[Intro] (Go crazy, AG) [Chorus] Is he a rapper or a dealer? (Dealer) Is he a trapper or a killer? (Killer) Do he really take care of niggas? Know the day I die I'm going out a real one I don't kick it with them, I don't feel them (I don't feel them) I spared 'em when I could've killed 'em I know karma real Baby want a deal, I want a hundred M's Mama want a house up on a hill (Yeah) How the fuck they hit 'em with a hundred years? Shit made his mama cry a hundred tears Thinking 'bout suicide, popping pills Put 'em in suit and ties every time we drill I know how it feel when shit get real When you in that field, niggas, it's kill or be killed (Kill, so he had to kill) [Refrain] Talking to my demons (Demons) Late night scheming (Yeah) Pull up in a 'Ghini ('Ghini) I thought I was dreaming Love got me fiending Cup got me leaning (Leaning) Cup got me fiending (Fiending) Love got me fiending (Fiending) [Chorus] Is he a rapper or a dealer? (Dealer) Is he a trapper or a killer? (Killer) Do he really take care of niggas? Know the day I die I'm going out a real one I don't kick it with them, I don't feel them (I don't feel them) I spared 'em when I could've killed 'em I know karma real Baby want a deal, I want a hundred M's Mama want a house up on a hill (Yeah) How the fuck they hit 'em with a hundred years? Shit made his mama cry a hundred tears Thinking 'bout suicide, popping pills Put 'em in suit and ties every time we drill I know how it feel when shit get real When you in that field, niggas, it's kill or be killed (Kill, so he had to kill, kill) [Refrain] Talking to my demons (Huh) Late night scheming Pull up in a 'Ghini (Pull up in a 'Ghini) I thought I was dreaming (Dreaming) Love got me fiending Cup got me leaning Cup got me fiending Love got me fiending [Verse] Drugs got me fiending (Fiending) What the hell was you thinking? (What was you thinking?) Why would you try to cross me? (Cross me) I was way too big and that shit cost me Run that check up, now I'm flossing (Flossing) I'm on a whole lotta boss shit (Boss shit) If a bitch play she get lost quick (Lost quick) Who the fuck was saying I lost it? (On God, nigga) I guess I found it (Found it) Wrist wet, drowning (Drowning) Bad lil' chick, no mileage I'm tryna get in her brain like college (College) I know I'm lit, I can't move sloppy Whatever I do, they jock it (Nigga, they jock it) You can tell I'm the topic (On God) [Chorus] Is he a rapper or a dealer? (Dealer) Is he a trapper or a killer? (Killer) Do he really take care of niggas? Know the day I die I'm going out a real one I don't kick it with them, I don't feel them (I don't feel them) I spared 'em when I could've killed 'em I know karma real Baby want a deal, I want a hundred M's Mama want a house up on a hill (Yeah) How the fuck they hit 'em with a hundred years? Shit made his mama cry a hundred tears Thinking 'bout suicide, popping pills Put 'em in suit and ties every time we drill I know how it feel when shit get real When you in that field, niggas, it's kill or be killed (So he had to kill, kill) [Outro] Talking to my demons Late night scheming Pull up in a 'Ghini I thought I was dreaming Love got me fiending Cup got me leaning Cup got me fiending Love got me fiending
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- FN DaDealer