Dying to Feel - Chetta

Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Uhhh

Tell me that you need me

Pull the trigger budd dwyer

Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye uhhhh

Smoking dope up in the crib

Mtv can’t come in where i live

Ive been gone off

Somewhere to give

Got gas got smoke

Come feel

Want smoke on the real

You dont know how it feel

You dont know how i live

No no you can’t go where ive been

Racked up in the field

Couple pills and i feel like dr phil

Trap all over the ville

God damn hoe fuck how you feel

Ion even wanna chill

Drop dope in the foam on fill

Cooking dope up in the crib

Heard twelve keep passing where i live

Ion fuck with alot

And ion give

Big knot big guap

Uncle phil

Give a fuck how you feel

Low low creep slow

Bitch chill

Try and take it ima kill

No no you dont know how i live

Ive been trying just to feel

All that faking and that lying

Bout you real

G-code what it is

God damn ima show up with the shits

Never know how to give

No fuck no more no feels