Intro
Got a feelin like my phone tap
Shit is real man,shit is suspicious
Chorus
I got a feeling like my phone tap
Watch my friends turn to enemies I know that
I know 2x yea I know that
Im on the run until my eyes roll back
Verse 1 (east)
I got a feelin like Im Rick ross
Picture me with the Gunplay
Got em Hollows leaning back
We stayin up , bitch why lay? (Wale)
Fishscale sold on the block ,Im a bigger sale on the internet
I teamed up with the best one you better ask has , we gettin paid
Enemies , struggles, fighting back yea Im all that
Back to back black flashback from a dark cell like Im Kodak
Got more rounds than a
Gettin high is what Im supposed to do
I ve been down for a long time , so rollin up thats what I got to do
I ve done smoked the best ,and Im still stressed
Fuck sleep ,cuz im a dream chaser
We set the rules up , pour the deuce up
Fuck em up 2x ,bitch Im upset
I stay strapped with hasrat ,i get new money ,(Don) dont bring the old back
All these low rats with low tags
Swear I was born with swag , ( I ) never stole that