Текст песни Feinding - Young Stoner Life Records , FN DaDealer

Is he a rapper or a dealer? Is he a trapper or a killer?
Do he really take care of niggas?
Know the day i die im going out a real one
I dont kick it with them i dont feel them
I spared em when i coulda killed em
I know karma real, they want a deal
I want 100 Ms, and i want a house up on a hill
How the fuck they hit em with 100 years
Shit made his momma cry a 100 tears
Thinking about suicide and popping pills
Put em in suit and ties every time we drill
I know how it feel when shit get real
When you in that field, it's kill or be killed

Talking to my demons, late night scheming
Pull up in a ghini, i thought i was dreaming
Love got me fiending, cup got me leaning
Cup got me fiending, love got me fiending

Is he a rapper or a dealer? Is he a trapper or a killer?
Do he really take care of niggas?
Know the day i die im going out a real one
I dont kick it with them i dont feel them
I spared em when i coulda killed em
I know karma real, they want a deal
I want 100 Ms, and i want a house up on a hill
How the fuck they hit em with 100 years
Shit made his momma cry a 100 tears
Thinking about suicide and popping pills
Put em in suit and ties every time we drill
I know how it feel when shit get real
When you in that field, it's kill or be killed

Talking to my demons, late night scheming
Pull up in a ghini, i thought i was dreaming
Love got me fiending, cup got me leaning
Cup got me fiending, love got me fiending

Drugs got me fiending, what hell was you thinking
Why would you try to cross me?
Im way too big and that shit costs me
Run that check up now im flossing, im on a whole lotta boss shit
If a bitch play she get lost quick, who the fuck saying i lost it?
I guess i found it, wrist wet drowning
Bad lil chick no mileage, im tryna get in her brain like college
I know im lit i came up sloppy, whatever i do they jock it

Is he a rapper or a dealer? Is he a trapper or a killer?
Do he really take care of niggas?
Know the day i die im going out a real one
I dont kick it with them i dont feel them
I spared em when i coulda killed em
I know karma real, they want a deal,
I want 100 Ms, and i want a house up on a hill
How the fuck they hit em with 100 years
Shit made his momma cry a 100 tears
Thinking about suicide and popping pills
Put em in suit and ties every time we drill
I know how it feel when shit get real
When you in that field, it's kill or be killed

Talking to my demons, late night scheming
Pull up in a ghini, i thought i was dreaming
Love got me fiending, cup got me leaning
Cup got me fiending, love got me fiending