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Burna Bandz - Feel Me Lyrics

Feel Me Lyrics[Chorus]
Why tell me to go when you know you gon' miss me?
Like who goin' with you when you going through it?
I cannot tote nothing unless it hold sixteen
Shots hit his chest and its harder than whiskey
I sip this drug, fade away like Nowitzki
I'm off a Perc' she can't get a quickie
[?] this Glock got a switchie
I ain't never slip and I be in the city
It's a lot of opps, you know I got many
If you talking racks, you know I got plenty
I be talking to God, hope that he hear me
I know that these Perkies they ain't gon heal me
'Fore you reach for my wrists you gon' have to kill me
I come from the trenches baby, that's the real me
Yeah, you ain't gotta fuck with me but you gotta feel me
[Verse 1]
Smokin deadmi' got me lookin like Killy
[?] racks on the block like we in Philly
If ion got the switch finger fuck the semi
Gotta keep the tool case it come in handy
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[Chorus]
Why tell me to go when you know you gon' miss me?
Like who goin' with you when you going through it?
I cannot tote nothing unless it hold sixteen
Shots hit his chest and its harder than whiskey
I sip this drug, fade away like Nowitzki
I'm off a Perc' she can't get a quickie
[?] this Glock got a switchie
I ain't never slip and I be in the city
It's a lot of opps, you know I got many
If you talking racks, you know I got plenty
I be talking to God, hope that he hear me
I know that these Perkies they ain't gon heal me
'Fore you reach for my wrists you gon' have to kill me
I come from the trenches baby, that's the real me
Yeah, you ain't gotta fuck with me but you gotta feel me

[Verse 2]
I come from the trenches baby, that's the real me
[...]
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Why tell me to go when you know you gon' miss me?
Like who goin' with you when you going through it?
I cannot tote nothing unless it hold sixteen
Shots hit his chest and its harder than whiskey
I sip this drug, fade away like Nowitzki
I'm off a Perc' she can't get a quickie
[?] this Glock got a switchie
I ain't never slip and I be in the city
It's a lot of opps, you know I got many
If you talking racks, you know I got plenty
I be talking to God, hope that he hear me
I know that these Perkies they ain't gon heal me
'Fore you reach for my wrists you gon' have to kill me
I come from the trenches baby, that's the real me
Yeah, you ain't gotta fuck with me but you gotta feel me