Feel Me (Explicit)

All I want you to do is feel me

While I take time out to give you the real me

Hey yo, I grew up very athletic, hard-headed

Thought I knew everything, wanted to do everything

I was spoiled, stubborn, the only child

So the only thing I could do was hold it down

Now this is something that I could tell you that's no bullshit

I always been wicked with the flow, since a little kid

My first addiction, GI Joes and Icies

After that it was light-skinned girls and Nikes

Breezed through junior high school, then high school

Couple of semesters of college and then night school

Moms start riffing, talking 'bout

How she can't support a grown man

So the God start flipping

Pops used to say shit, but never to me much

It was like he wasn't even there 'cause we ain't agree much

Used to be gone for whole weeks at a time

Puffing one eleven, used to roll three out a dime

Then I found myself sleeping in late, doing nothing

Fucking, running with the **** that was hustling

Shop wasn't open then, **** was working for a pair of Jordans

The next two weeks, they was broke again

Me and K keep having talks of getting coke again

But the block was crowded, we waiting for an opening

Meanwhile shit still slow, we still flowing

Never stopped to look back, we still going

Bop passed the demo to Mary

Then she passed it to cousin

We thought it was on, but it wasn't

And we can't blame nobody

Look at us now, dog

We came in the game nobodies

Double R Interscope, put that cake up

And we ain't go platinum, but we made **** wake up

Got 'em all talking about pumping a brick

And they only go and papi to get something to sniff

I'm 'bout to fuck up the game for real, like in the World Series

****, that parachute down on the field

I don't rap, I provide you bars

And the pain is invisible, but you can't hide the scars

So y'all never be on the level that we're on

Ability to have dope thoughts and spit heroin

I'm good just waking up

That's how I know I got one more chance

To go and cash in and cake it up