feelings
Chinx Drugz - Lyrics

Give a fuck about yo feelings
Who cares about how you feel?

All of them niggas complaining
I hear a lot of people complaining

Tell from the second I came in
I noticed it right away

I done been through mo shit
I've been through a lot

Po shit to the top, now I'm faded
Started from the bottom, now I'm successful and enjoying life

I don't give a fuck where a nigga been
I don't care about a person's past

Where a nigga goin or what kind of shit he been through
I don't care where a person is going or what they've been through

Watch niggas ball, shit I couldn't score
I couldn't achieve what some others have

I decided I bought a Benz too
I decided to buy a Mercedes-Benz as well

Now a nigga fly by, fly jumpin out the drive rock
I'm driving by quickly and impressively

When a nigga did his statement
When someone made a statement

Was the only time I copped out
It was the only time I didn't stand up for myself

I'm askin God questions, what we fightin for?
I'm questioning the purpose of our struggles

A nigga lost his name, what you cryin for?
Why are you upset about someone losing their reputation?

Rock bottom, not going up
I hit rock bottom and am struggling to rise

Fuck slowing up, I'm drinking
I don't want to slow down, I want to keep partying

3 hoes, all 4 of us, I'm thinkin
I'm with three women and a friend and it's on my mind

Know some niggas at the bottom and they still in it
I know some people struggling and haven't given up

Ask yo self, nigga really?
Ask yourself, is it worth it?

I've been dangerous
I have a violent reputation

Rolled up blazed with the engine up
Smoking weed while the car is running

Murder one homicide when it came to us
We were involved in a serious crime

We came with the bail when it came with cuffs
We had the money to post bail when we were arrested

Fame & drugs – it don't mix, like oil in the water
Fame and drugs don't go well together

Feds on my door, I'm boiling the water
The police are at my door, so I'm disposing of evidence by boiling it

Need those chips, Michael in the fourth quarter
I need to make money, like Michael Jordan in the fourth quarter of a game

When you getting money fast life's getting shorter
When you're making a lot of money quickly, life seems to pass by quickly

Nigga hit yo head then nigga go and mop em
If someone hits you, don't just take it lying down

Nigga play Batman then you gon rob em
If someone acts like a hero, rob them

Lookin at my rap sheet, nigga won't argue
If someone looks at my criminal record, they won't argue with me

Niggas talk a rap beat, nigga no problem
I have no problem with people talking about rap music

Coming through my head, just my dogs with me
Only my close friends are on my mind

Pussy and the bread, keep em calling me
Women and money keep people wanting to contact me

Money in the bag, nigga callin me
People keep calling me because I have money

But you pussy ass cracks don't follow me
But weak people should not try to follow me

Now I'm talkin bout 500 daily on my day like
I'm making $500 daily on my phone

Them young niggas hit you when they like
Young people will attack you when they feel like it

Young nigga told that nigga
A young person said to someone else

Niggas turn on you, damn they run
People will turn on you and then run away

Hundred thousand with a cross in the middle
Possibly referring to a diamond-encrusted cross necklace

Playin both sides with a cross in the middle
Acting friendly with both sides of a conflict

Oh I'm extra, put a cross in the middle
Showing off by wearing a highly-visible cross necklace

But really
But in reality