Yhung T.O. - Feel it Comin' lyrics

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Yhung T.O. - Feel it Comin' lyrics

When them n***as took my uncle made me think a lot I got post traumatic stress ’cause I done seen a lot Lord forgive me for my sins ’cause I didn’t mean a lot I know them n***as want me dead that’s why I keep a Glock How we still raise our hands and still gettin’ played? Cops still k**in’ n***as and still gettin’ away Momma’s still cryin’, the only son up in that grave And all my n***as still thuggin’ I ain’t seen a change Droppin’ shots on them n***as, ain’t no savin’ that Glock wit’ a drum attached, can’t remember where my ‘K was at Right outside them n***as front steps, where I be waitin’ at Won’t pa** that b***h no ‘wood, s**t I wouldn’t even let her pay to match If ain’t no sympathy for my people I can’t feel a nothin’ Dropped us in that jungle, gave us guns and made us k** each other Held my sister while she cried and say she missed her brother Them n***as time around the corner, I can feel it comin. Them n***as time around the corner, I can feel it comin’ (I can feel it comin’) They put money on my head but ain’t k** nothin’ (but ain’t k** nothin’) Say them n***as want me dead and I ain’t scared or runnin’ (I ain’t scared or runnin’) I’ma run up my bag and I’ma die thuggin’ (I’ma die thuggin’) I’ma ball on these n***as on my lil’ brother (oh on my lil’ brother) And my heart got so cold I can’t feel nothin’ (oh I can’t feel nothin’) I’ma ball on these n***as or I’m gon’ k** one (ohhh I’m gon’ k** one) I’m gon’ ball on these n***as, naw na naaa. I can’t hang around no n***as who ain’t dropped nothin’ I can’t f**k wit’ a b***h who ain’t got nothin’ I won’t, never trust a b***h, ain’t no thot lovin’ Big Glock, when I’m on yo’ block tryna drop somethin’ I still, ‘member all them days I was dead broke I won’t, run from no n***a like my leg broke I gotta, go and get these bands ’til I’m dead and gone Now if I leave you dead and gone I’ll be dead wrong But nobody see that s**t ’cause they won’t pay attention I ain’t into givin’ n***as clout you can’t pay to mention And I’ll empty out this clip I catch a s**a slippin’ And I still pull up and get back and try a make a difference But they just wanna see the negative The account got hella s**t, still remember it was negative Can’t get no PayPal ’cause way back I was scammin’ s**t Totin’ hams and s**t, squeezin’ triggers ’til they jam and s**t. Them n***as time around the corner, I can feel it comin’ (I can feel it comin’) They put money on my head but ain’t k** nothin’ (but ain’t k** nothin’) Say them n***as want me dead and I ain’t scared or runnin’ (I ain’t scared or runnin’) I’ma run up my bag and I’ma die thuggin’ (I’ma die thuggin’) I’ma ball on these n***as on my lil’ brother (oh on my lil’ brother) And my heart got so cold I can’t feel nothin’ (oh I can’t feel nothin’) I’ma ball on these n***as or I’m gon’ k** one (ohhh I’m gon’ k** one) I’m gon’ ball on these n***as, naw na naaa.