Real Geezz - Feel A Mill Lyrics

I do what it takes, except degrassi, Me and lil bro ridin round with drakes shit get clappy
She a 8 on gram but 304 inside this backseat
Remember skipping class now all my favorite bitches classy,
How you on that fake page Still can't @ me
Closet like a warehouse, I filled it up with rackies
Crib look like the trap spot, my bed filled up with ashes
My bitches just say I smoke too much, she shut up when I pass it
Ion work at the casino, but I show you how to deal
I done touched a hunnit thou, and now I'm tryna feel a mil
If you ain't with me till the death, then you can't tell me how to live
Drugs, money, sex, that's how I cope, that's how I heal
Wont catch me cryin' over milk, if that shit already spilled
I'm like the Lakers as a whole, bitch, I'm Kobe and O'Neal
I ran this shit up all alone, why they think I need a deal
Makin' songs about my life, I'm tryna show em how we live
You ain't jump inside that water, you can't teach me how to swim
I got young bouls shootin' bodies, I got young bouls shootin' rims
D-Will, he the ticket over East that boy can hoop for real
He got the crowd jumpin', all tweakin' like they popped a pill
I thought he wanted smoke, till his lungs got filled
I hear em scream my name, know the loves not real
Don't never say I won't, cause then you know I will
Just landed off a shroom, came down from the trip
Ion work at the casino, but I show you how to deal
I done touched a hunnit thou, and now I'm tryna feel a mil
If you ain't with me till the death, then you can't tell me how to live
Drugs, money, sex, that's how I cope, that's how I heal
Wont catch me cryin' over milk, if that shit already spilled
I'm like the Lakers as a whole, bitch, I'm Kobe and O'Neal
I ran this shit up all alone, why they think I need a deal
Makin' songs about my life, I'm tryna show em how we live
I pushed a lot of weight, not inside a gym, this ain't Crunch
She said she got a man, I know her man, he ain't no man to us
He just a bitch filled with emotions, got his panties in a bunch
6'2, standin' over niggas, got em lookin' up
She want kids to have my hair, she beg f*ck without the Trojan
All these hoes act like niggas, and these niggas on some hoe shit
Your homies wont support cause where I'm from they really call that Joe shit
Then they try and spin back around and act like you ain't notice
Ion work at the casino, but I show you how to deal
I done touched a hunnit thou, and now I'm tryna feel a mil
If you ain't with me till the death, then you can't tell me how to live
Drugs, money, sex, that's how I cope, that's how I heal
I do what it takes, except degrassi, Me and lil bro ridin round with drakes shit get clappy
She a 8 on gram but 304 inside this backseat
Remember skipping class now all my favorite bitches classy