Lyrics No.1 - MDG!

I feel like
Ha, Ha
I feel like (uh)
I feel like

I feel like, (blrrr) one of the hardest niggas that just stepped in the function (blrrr, blrrr)
And it's only because I'm the type to say nothing
My style better than yours, but I won't do no judging
Like the 31st day, he get carved like a pumpkin
I feel like the greatest, feel like number one
Only 16 years old, but these niggas my sons
Yeah that shit is intended, I don't need a pun
If I'm making a call, you know shit gettin done

You know shit getting done and that is fasho
And yeah, I got a gun, it's ready to blow
All black just like a nun, but I keep a pole
Pour the wock in the morning like a cup of joe
(Ha, ha)
Ooooooo ahhhhh (you know I had to talk my shit real quick)
(Ha,ha)
Ooooooo ahhhhh, ahhh, ahhhhhhhh
(let em' know what it is)

You know
I done came to the realization that
These niggas be taking bout, they better than this
And they really good at this shit
They don't even got hits like me
Let's go

How you gon' say that you good, but you not
Osama bin Laden, i blow up the spot
I'm too good at this shit, I make music a lot
Double cup in my hand, bitch I filled it with wock
And I know some niggas gon' hate when I'm on top
He is not a real human, he move like a bot
And my bitch too damn bad, ain't no loving these thots
I am not in the frame, but that nigga get cropped

Different lingo, it got plenty means
And I got plenty guns, they gon' shoot the scene
Uh, you are not the one, uh, go head and keep them dreams
Styrofoam the cup, and that drink it make me lean, yeah
I feel like (no)
I feel like (uh)
I feel like

I feel like, (yeah) one of the hardest niggas that just stepped in the function
And it's only because I'm the type to say nothing
My style better than yours, but I won't do no judging
Like the 31st day, he get carved like a pumpkin
I feel like the greatest, feel like number one
Only 16 years old, but these niggas my sons (son)
Yeah that shit is intended, I don't need a pun
If I'm making a call, you know shit gettin done

You know shit getting done and that is fasho
And yeah, I got a gun, it's ready to blow
All black just like a nun, but I keep a pole
Pour the wock in the morning like a cup of joe
Ha, ha)
Ooooooo ahhhhh
(Shit, ha)
Ooooooo ahhhhh, ahhh, haaaaa