Silas Price - Ya Feel Me (feat. King Tuzi) Lyrics

A few years back I had an overdraft in my bank account
Gifts always seemed to be overpriced, Mom birthday couldn't even take her out
Went from working a strict schedule, to now working on my own time
The Team feeling hella close, it's 4th and 1 on the goal line
Got me wanna dab, got me wanna shoot
I'm bout to Milly rock in this bitch
Boy, it's Little Rock in this bitch
Got the whole city hot, getting lit
I'm teaching myself to finally stop tripping
Meditate and make trips
Stack a couples Ms, tryna get rich
Chill in the cut, ain't talking bout a stitch
You know what I'm saying?

Ya Feel Me?
Aye Ya Feel Me?
Ya Feel me?
Nigga, ya fee me?
Cash Dropped
Drank Pop
Weed Hot
Ass Soft
Nonstop
Real talk
Life's Good

I gotta run a check
Pay off these loans and debts
I know my Come Up is next
Gotta Keep the foot on they necks
Keep the foot on they necks
I will not tolerate disrespect
Not from ducks, snakes or rats
(None of these birdheaded, animal niggas)
I never really been good with pets
I'm just cruising thru the city
Music Loud, don't know how to act
Me and the squad blowing on gas
Going thru the entire pack
Got fired from our jobs
And we laughed, free at last
I'm so damn serious
And we ain't going back

Ya Feel Me?
Aye Ya Feel Me?
Ya Feel me?
Nigga, ya fee me?
Cash Dropped
Drank Pop
Weed Hot
Ass Soft
Nonstop
Real talk
Let's get it

Smoke, big gas!
Shawty pull up, gotta thick ass
Trapping and rapping, that's quick cash
Sinking them haters like Quicksand!
They wasn't feeling my music
Now lil Shawty Wanna do Me
(She Wanna do Me!)
Niggas acting like they knew me
Fake Friends you can't fool me
I smoke too much, don't give a f*ck
Go fill up my cup
(Go fill up my cup!)
Roll up a blunt, if it ain't enough
Go fill up cup!
(Go fill up my cup!)
She say she in love
(Yah yah)
But I cannot cuff
(Yah yah)
Lil shawty from Amsterdam
I'm steady working on my dutch
(Steady working on my Dutch!)
Ya nigga from Africa!
I got the diamonds, you see how I'm shining?
Ain't no denying!
If I'm selling that shit then nigga they buying!
Nigga don't try me
Pull up in the coupe and my nigga behind me!
They tryna kill me
These niggas must hate me because these bitches feel me!

Ya Feel Me?
Aye Ya Feel Me?
(Ya Feeling Me?)
Ya Feel me?
Nigga, ya feel me?
(They Feeling Me!)
Cash Dropped
Drank Pop
Weed Hot
Ass Soft
Nonstop
Real talk
Life's Good