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Can You Feel Me

Lil’ KeKe
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🇬🇧 English · Original

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Peep game Trials and tribulations Different situations It's all in the game Gotta feel me Know what I'm sayin' My nigga Fat Pat in the house But for right now Al D represent Now mama said I grew up just too rough And I'll never forget the first time a brother got handcuffed Hardheaded, no denying And it hurt me so bad when mama started crying And it just got worse in time 'Cause in the ghetto, fool, it ain't nothing but crime Growing up in the midst of hard times, G I seen real niggas get stranded into straight-up fiends And the more I grew, more niggas got subtracted From reality and still can't kick the habit I hung deep in the slums where they slung rocks to come up Cooler than Fonzie, cap backwards with my thumb up Candy cig in my mouth, pants sagging Strapped with slingshots with eight locs tagging Shooting windows out my neighbor's home And laughed about it later on in the phone Uh (Uh), yeah (Yeah) Uh (Uh), that's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), that's right (That's right) Uh (Uh), can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Uh, can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Baby, keep your head up, even though you're struggling Caught up in the rapture, got to keep hustling Put your faith in God, against all odds, I gotta survive It's hard as hell to walk a straight line But I put it in His hand 'cause I know that the man Watches over me to make sure it go as planned And I know that I'm wrong for doing the things I do Not spending enough time with Pat number two But to lay it on the line, I gotta put it down So my son can live rich before he turn nine Staying down on my grind, putting the past behind When haters and hoes, yeah, they all talk down Yeah, it's money over bitches and that's M.O.B Heavy paper chasing Fat Pat and C.B Yeah, release me to the world so that they can see How I capitalized on the game to be a G Uh (Uh), yeah (Yeah) Uh (Uh), yeah (Yeah) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Uh, can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) No kisses, no hugs, I was labeled a scrub I pushed and shoved for neighborhood love Preached high dubs, played in clubs Politics and drugs, it's a nation of thugs And slugs be getting shot, but they never amaze me I ain't sick, lame, or lazy, but stress got me crazy Trials and tribulations, different situations The chip on my shoulder make me realize I'm older Got up, got with it, 'cause I had to get it Sunk ships, flipped chips, and multiplied my digits It was real, wanted a deal with nobody sign me But now I got the whole wide world behind me Can you feel me? Uh (Uh), yeah (Yeah) That's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?) Yeah (Yeah), uh (Uh) That's right (That's right) Uh, can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)