Chase Ferrari - Just Let Go (The Ride Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: Chase Ferrari] Yeah, I hate when..I hate when n***as say they feel me man. I hate that sh**..Like...I know what I say is touching, but you don't necessarily feel me [Verse 1: Chase Ferrari] You won't feel me til your unsure what the f**ing day of the week is What in too deep is Your brother has two sons and one daughter You thought you had three nieces Your mother could own a farm Still wouldn't know what counting sheep is Some say your a musical god And others say that's extremely greekish You fill all your close friends with your secrets But even small circles can have a leakage And no I have never once studied physics But when overcoming the hill I know my momentum increases You won't feel me until you feel like Malcolm X Up for feelin', feelin' that's not too f**ing complex It's just because I say what I want to say And these n***as be tryna k** me when I deliever great speeches I'm from an era where player 2's about that green And the person with the attention is more concerned on saving peaches Hoping that lying can buy me some time But we all know that the truth gets it the cheapest The closest people betray you, so p**y n***a your dead to me And I hope the feelings is mutual But d**h is like when a blonde goes brunette Someone dying is always hard to get used to I got Mary Kate and Ashley friends and enemies It's difficult to separate who's who My family says blood is thicker than water But in chronological order their like Crips screaming soo-woo But f** that, cause as far as I can remember I met cupid and me and Nikki got swindled I regret what I did But sh** I've yet to get her that time machine a**embled If the window of opportunity was really a window I would do everything in my power to break it But it's not that simple Residential upbringing is the reason for my potential My step dad was under the influence My mother over influential She told me if you let a woman see the tears from your fears Over the years, she'll find a way to read you like a kindle.. But more importantly though I pour something imported from Singapore for a ho But if you listening close You can tell that I'm broke Champagne is brought here from France The real Chase..here I am [Verse 2: Todd Heartless] You won't feel me till they don't feel you And moms couch has you restless Eating bad food like a pestilence Yet your making every single guest list So now they a**ume your sh**ting excellence Meduro, Volcano rolls, and pipe dreams Cheap liqour, Loose women, and Amphetamines You surround yourself with grinders and could be's Who crave finer things, live outside there means End up with aspring models with daddy issues Cause sh**, you got some little problems too Then she put you on one, you swore they laced it Paranoia, you swore you could taste it Never bite the hand feeds you (Nah) Never poke the eye that leads you (Nah) Never cut the ones who bleed you And she's bout it all if shes showing previews.. Love em‘ all trust a few.. Duck Em' all f** a few.. Use to crave the appeal, Took one to many a pill Cause you do what you feel, that electric feel With her head on my chest, such a calm unrest But the fact of the matter those palpatartions were real Taking time to smell the flowers But I must avoid an early grave From cookie cutter roots, just a neighborhoods shame Used to play some play station eating off Government aid Probably paint the town red wearing scissors and chains Salutes to Timothy Burton, I'm a kin to Mr Durden I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, don't belong here that's for certain You ain't saying what you mean if your worried about the purpose You ain't taking in the scene if you closing up the curtains Y'all over thinking sh**, Over-linking this They tell me I'm on it, I say I'm honest.. Look ma I did it, I did it But they claim it's sacrilegious Making fissions of visions on fictitious premonitions He say, She say Are you driven? Are you living? Are you listenin'? [Fight Club Outro]