Feefa - Ver 2

F#mE D F#m Trapped on one stop, served my own block, bought my own watch (Own watch) Loaded Glock, lettin' that thing pop (Pop), they can't freeze us (Freeze us) E Skybox, we been at the top, they can't see us (See us) D Big knots, f**k the dirty cops (Hey Michael) They can't seize nothin' F#m Big shot, f**k that little thot, I don't need y'all I stay high, fucked her and forgot, like amnesia E Real fly, yellow Prada socks, Bumblebee, huh D Went and got, Dior suit and tie, Christian clean, huh F#m The streets so cold, gotta ride wit' a pole E Gotta stay ready for the smoke, 'cause niggas tryna take my soul I can't go D Thought niggas was my bros, but they changed though F#m Niggas don't know shit 'bout that How the f**k a nigga switch like that? F#m Gotta ride with a stick 'bout that Pull a grip from the hip like that E Keep it around me, I can't never lack Niggas around me, they stay with the strap D Move from around me, or you could get whacked I see an opp and I'm leavin' him flat, oh-oh F#m Percocet, bitches on me, I'm a walkin' brand Stackin' these bands, show like 80 a grand, hoes in the sprinter van E Pullin' up sprayin', bullet holes in the trash cans, I'ma erase your man D Gunna again, I'll never follow your trend, nigga, you do what you can F#m Trapped on one stop, served my own block, bought my own watch (Own watch) Loaded Glock, lettin' that thing pop (Pop), they can't freeze us (Freeze us) E Skybox, we been at the top, they can't see us (See us) D Big knots, f**k the dirty cops (Hey Michael) They can't seize nothin' F#m Big shot, f**k that little thot, I don't need y'all I stay high, fucked her and forgot, like amnesia E Real fly, yellow Prada socks, Bumblebee, huh D Went and got, Dior suit and tie, Christian clean, huh F#m I can't sleep, just took 'em off 15 Had to break it down to three F#m Get on one knee I prayed to the lord that he'd watch my family E Thinking this bitch gon' wait on me Thinking my fans remember me D Thinking my friends remember me Nigga, don't switch up on me F#m Can't tell me shit, 'specially not no bitch Ten for ten with this shit F#m I'ma still drop these hits, I'ma still pop my shit Got a Draco with the kick E Glock .30, hollow tips Ride around with that shit all on my hip D See an opp, let it hit Lately, I been on some "suck my dick" shit F#m Bitch, I'm stressin', oh, bitch, I'm stressin' Mama sayin', "Don't cry, count your blessings" E I can't sleep, I can't sleep (Hey, Michael) D I can't, uh