I Don't Feel The Love ft. EBE Kastro Lyrics

(They will not conquer me they will all die)

(I don't know why niggas think they just can go

And take my life from me they will not conquer me)

Man I don't know why he did it

The code is don't admit it

You froze you said you witnessed?

Don't try to play the victim

I thought you was the realist

That shit had me in my feelings

Now I gotta put the racks in the ceiling

Gon make sure that you feel me

Don't try to hit me up

You niggas talking to the feds? you gonna get these slugs

I can't even go outside cuz I don't know who to trust

Should I go test my luck?

Hell nah I might get struck

Bitch I don't feel the love

I had to get the fuck out of PG

Sammy was trapping alone, my daddy was gone

I almost gave in to the streets

Moved to Virginia I'm hooping you know

I can shoot it so you can't just call me elite

But then this one day I noticed that these rappers bogus

Ain't nobody harder than me (Yea)

Man I don't know why he did it

The code is don't admit it

You froze you said you witnessed?

Don't try to play the victim

I thought you was the realist

That shit had me in my feelings

Now I gotta put the racks in the ceiling

Gon make sure that you feel me

Don't try to hit me up

You niggas talking to the feds? you gonna get these slugs

I can't even go outside cuz I don't know who to trust

Should I go test my luck?

Hell nah I might get struck

Bitch I don't feel the love

I ain't been feeling the love

Fuck all you niggas my clip hold a dub

Like Fuck it I don't want the love

If I gotta watch who I dap up and hug

Social my distance, gotta watch how we kick it

Start getting them benjiz, they start moving suspicious

Before it get dirty, come wash it like dishes

This choppa get ta hitting, we leave that boy limping

Got focus on money started chasing them benjiz

I ran up my money, I'm trying be richest

I'm trying be biggest

Remember them days I was broke, I use to sit in the bleachers

Now I'm in the game

Head of my roster the way that I ball it's insane

I'm not the same, I hop on these tracks an give you my pain (Yeahh)

My gun tote a 30, like Scotty I'm pimping

I shoot it like curry and leave that boy missing

Put em in woods, then put ice on my wrist

I put ice on my watch, I put ice on my bitches

I got the money these niggas just wishing

Clean dirty out my pockets, I come from the trenches

My glocks they got switches, my drums they got stickers

We pull up and get em, we pull up and hit em

Man I don't know why he did it

The code is don't admit it

You froze you said you witnessed?

Don't try to play the victim

I thought you was the realist

That shit had me in my feelings

Now I gotta put the racks in the ceiling

Gon make sure that you feel me

Don't try to hit me up

You niggas talking to the feds? you gonna get these slugs

I can't even go outside cuz I don't know who to trust

Should I go test my luck?

Hell nah I might get struck

Bitch I don't feel the love

(I don't know why niggas think they just can go and take my life from me

They will not conquer me they will all die

I don't know why niggas think they just can go and take my life from me

They will not conquer me they will all die)