Feeling - Nasty C

Ay, drama and stress

Chasing me down on a highway express

List of beggars on my right and my left

List of beggars living right in my texts

I’m getting all the money, not all the rest

I hope every single person that need me

Learn how to fly and jump out of they nest

Land on a blessing, let God do the rest

Ninety-nine problems and most of them real

Some of them really just all in my head

I’m letting go of happiness for a pill

I’m tryna find some happiness in a pill

Validation is a drug

Even niggas following us

Tell 'em to follow they gut

I’m swimming in money 'cause I never swam as a kid

And I thought I’d be dumb as a bitch

A house with a pool is a dream that I left in my bed

'Cause I wasn’t supposed to be shit

Lucky for me, I was curious, y’all call it ADHD

Till I decided to squeeze a thought that I could one day be rich maybe

I be tryna tell 'em I do not need no treatment

I just need for you to treat me like I’m human

Like we even, we equal

Breathing, feeling

Touch down '97, ay

February 11, ay

God said, «Let there be motherfucker

That’s gon' stand right up and ask some questions, ay

Don’t take no direction, ay

Then make everybody else a sucker for attention, ay»

I don’t walk on water, no

But some people praise me, ay

Do I even like it?

No

Do I really hate it?

Ay

I been going through it and the magic word is 'through'

Found myself in all the bullshit, then I flushed the residue

Now a young nigga so driven I got mileage for days

Life is pussy, pussy’s good but sometimes it’s okay

Yeah, some times it get average

I swear

I be spittin' fire like a dragon, you a angry bird

Mad at my wings instead of your own

Hating on me and loving my clones

You hating my pics but mimic the pose

Throw me in the ditch, then later realise you planted a rose

That’s why I stay in a planet of my own and I mind mine

Promise you, if I don’t die a legend, I’ma die trying

I don’t see no stop signs

Ain’t no such on cloud nine

When y’all say the names of our legends, y’all better shout mine

Every body got an opinion they wanna outline

Niggas made the worst of decisions then wanna doubt mine

Everything looks simple 'cause y’all looking from the outside

Go control your own blessings, nigga, let me count mine