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feel nun (bonus track 1) - 247jay lyrics

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[intro]
i really don’t feel nun’ when this sh*t the worst, yeah, uh
i say i don’t feel nun’ when this sh*t the worst, yeah, uh, huh*uh

[chorus]
i really don’t feel nun’ when this sh*t the worst
i seen some n*ggas get shot, they couldn’t explain how it felt in words
my brother had went off on them n*ggas ’cause they wasn’t on they turf
can’t call your phone to explain how i feel so i tell you “what’s the word”

[verse 1]
what’s the word?
that sh*t had left me hurt
bury my past in the dirt
they don’t know what i be on
i’m still tryna crack his dome
and they better not swing this way
’cause all of us know how to grip on chromes
and i still wanna take a soul, if a n*gga wan ‘play with me, it’s on
can’t call on my bae no more
she know i just wanna comе back home
and i know i did you dirt, but i say what i did wasn’t wrong

{pre*break]
i rеally don’t feel nun’ when this sh*t the worst
i know some n*ggas gon’ do me dirt when i don’t look in verses
i know some n*ggas gon’ do me dirt if i don’t say “what’s the word?”
i know some n*ggas gon’ do me dirt if i don’t pick up the [?]
i know some n*ggas*
[break]

[verse 2]
my cousin fresh up out of prison then he got shot in his leg
and now he back up in that sentence
my mama say i’m lit, and i said “ma, this just the beginning”
don’t get shot in yo’ sh*t, you run down on someone with history
i play my cards that’s given
i done brought up all my n*ggas
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout no beat
you don’t want beef then that’s just envy
gz got my back and that’s understood
play with me, i’m strapped and b*tch, i put that on my hood

[chorus]
i really don’t feel nun’ when this sh*t the worst
i seen some n*ggas get shot, they couldn’t explain how it felt in words
my brother had went off on them n*ggas ’cause they wasn’t on they turf
can’t call your phone to explain how i feel so i tell you “what’s the word”

[verse 3]
look, on my block, come pull up, you get popped
i put that sh*t on my pops
don’t know why these n*ggas hatin’
don’t know why these b*tches fakin’
i don’t mumble rap no more, these n*ggas know what i be sayin’
huh, whatcha sayin’?
pull up with my mans we gon’ get that bread for sure
i got h*lla hoes
i got so much gold (yeah)
girl, what we did, they don’t know
can’t believe i got a new flow
i’m sick of tryin’, yeah
i want to find a b*tch to help me with my [?]
you know they ain’t gon’ love you like they did so don’t fall off
[chorus]
i really don’t feel nun’ when this sh*t the worst
i seen some n*ggas get shot, they couldn’t explain how it felt in words
my brother had went off on them n*ggas ’cause they wasn’t on they turf
can’t call your phone to explain how i feel so i tell you “what’s the word”

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