FEELMEYET?

[Verse] I'm still cruising, despite rumors of lane switching I stay true to this music, when niggas ain't listing While you losin', I'm movin', trust me I ain't tripping Tryna run southern California like Lane Kiffin I'm on mine, the same nigga with the same vision A big rich and you stacking, we share the same difference While niggas trippin', tryna kick it with the same bitches I'm on a mission, my next steps I can't mention To my divison the end, is what I'm loyal to And a couple bro's outside, you know I'm supporting you I ain't got to drop no names, know its the chosen few To keep it real, that water fake shit is long overdue I work hard so they can feel me flex And the only question left is do they feel me yet? And I ain't even here with nothing, but they share regrets And when I'm making high moves they ain't feel these steps Uh...and I be on some shit you can't understand now Like how I play victim to the voice in my head now So much pressure on my soul, I could lay it down But I think on what this shit is missing so I stay around And I ain't felt this confused in a minute How they write us off? we better than half these niggas spittin' I guess you ain't getting it unless you got a little gimmick They don't want to see the story 'less you wrap and paint the premise My life ain't sweet shit, my momma raised a warrior Single parent, one autistic, guess I'm the courier That's why I study raps in the tracks, John warm it up Cause real cold hearts get you the prison or the coroner This shit real... it's realer than it's ever been... All this extra thinking got me floating on the medicine Stunting all these niggas I be feeling like a veteran Was in the tunnel, now I see the lights like Edison Better win, I kick it with the peace I'm resting in Cause waiting for these niggas to notice making me petulant But they ain't ready for this shit they taken pre-requisites Cause everything I'm putting in the streets is real definite Definitely the nigga that don't wanna be reckoned with I don't find so much in the piece, I be heaven sent Man, do it for the nigga with long dreams Show him how a real young nigga get long C.R.E.A.M Keep your heart in your hustle and don't run with the wrong team Nigga be yourself, and don't end up on the wrong seam Sorry if I kick a little shit, but the flow mean Still dropping real chill tracks for the dope fiends By dope I mean weed, motherfucker, we grow green And I be in the center of the bull like Joe King I still leave 'em, broke dreams and regrets Already feel at home and I'm just getting my feet wet I work hard so they can feel me flex And the only question left is do they feel me yet?