FEEL THAT

Just space, wherever you like it. Don't call Wilson, sorry. Take a face, All these bitches that I had to go get A million dollars in bags since tried start some Noise. Play, money got me wasted, just in case The check okay. We be walking Through graves. We all night with the basic Hoes holiday. Got me out the bars, bitch, and I'm getting paid today. Be smoking the jeans, trapped Up with ride. Back in tune and setting with Freaking dial on the nine. I know a freaking dice game, ride like I'm Kobe. Do all night, like a groupie. Head of City Train, off the chain, boy, I Came up. Every move I make got a record For the store. Black cat. Black cat. Head of the Train-train-train-train-train. Black