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?