Correction Lyrics Feel Right by No Savage

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Turn me up Jourdan
Wop
Mob

I remember trappin' by the spot
Same place I seen a n***a die (Uh)
Lost feelings I'ma step to get him back
Sneaky n***a tryna stab me in the back (Yeah, uh)
Whip it up and throw the batter in the pot
The law at the door throw the bags out the back
All that bluffin' and sh*t got his b*t*h shot
He already f**ked up that n***a just had ten racks (Uh)
N***as can come where I'm from n***as been back
N***as ain't OGs them n***as been hot
Hit out the [?]
Broke-a** n***as they life be a big lie
She want to f**k and he talk 'bout the b*t*h try
Whole lot of hundreds I feel like I'm crip tied
N***a a fool if hе rap all the sh*t that he did, and if I'm lyin' I'm dyin'

Roll up the 'za on thе private jet, we gettin' high on a PJ flyin'
That n***a wonderin' how he go broke, you givin' broke b*t*hes too much time
Now I gotta go buy a Moncler trench
So I fit this micro right on the side
Still from the hood putting Glocks outside
Where I'm from n***as gettin' chalked outside
All this sh*t just don't feel right
Had it before when you see me I'm still tight
Come through spank off Drac's after midnight
Better get low you could die this sh*t real life
How the f**k is it beef is this sh*t don't be on sight?
I stay away from that sh*t it ain't my type
Uh, takin' sh*t down n***a livin' the slime life
My young n***as blowin' sh*t up like some dynamite
Glock got the Glock I'ma train him to spin with him
Said it's his first time that's why I spinned with him
Peep n***as droppin' them diss tracks just to get 12 in this sh*t but I'm still tryna get with 'em (Uh)
Drop off every shot then refill 'em
Back then we used to just beat n***as (Uh)
I'm smart enough to know sidewalk safer than street n***as (Uh)
That n***a brother just died he can be with him
I remember trapping by the spot
Same place I seen a n***a die (Uh)
Lost feelings I'ma step to get him back
Sneaky n***a tryna stab me in the back (Yeah, uh)
Whip it up and throw the batter in the pot
The law at the door throw the bags out the back
All that bluffin' and sh*t got his b*t*h shot
He already f**ked up that n***a just had ten racks (Uh)
N***as can come where I'm from n***as been back
N***as ain't OGs them n***as been hot (Uh)
Hit out the [?]
Broke-a** n***as they life be a big lie (Uh)
She want to f**k and he talk 'bout the b*t*h try
Whole lot of hundreds I feel like I'm crip tied
N***a a fool if he rap all the sh*t that he did, and if I'm lyin' I'm dyin'

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