Feel Like We Back lyrics

[Intro]
Japan, bro
You're going up in this sh*t, man
n*ggas ain't on f*cking wit you? f*ck 'emLive O, Let's do this sh*t

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah
I feel like we back in this sh*t (Yeah)
I got tired of f*cking that b*tch (Cool)
I got tired of the world on my di*k (Huh, yeah, c'mon)
Pfft, 'kay, I feel like we back in this b*tch, for real
I told my brother to chill on them pills
I'm tryna see him get rich for real

[Refrain]
I was lying to my mama, she ain't know I was at the studio (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm talking like, "Mama, I know you don't get it, but wait 'til this money come" (Hol' on, yeah)
I'm talking to my brother like, "I know I can feel it, I'm gon' make this money come" (Yeah)
Yeah, he like, "Lil' bro, you know I believe you, just go 'head and f*ck it up" (f*ck it up)

[Verse 1]
So just guess what I did? I f*cked it up (f*cked it up)
I ain't had sh*t and I turned it up (Turn it up)
I'm from South Atlanta so just turn it up (Yeah)
But I'm [?], I'm a warrior (No cap)
I ain't never had to serve, hell nah
But I got some brothers in the field now (Field)
I got what I wanted, I can't chill now (Can't chill)
I can't slip, I can't let it spill out (Hah)
[Chorus]
Huh, yeah
I feel like we back in this sh*t (Yeah)
I got tired of f*cking that b*tch, cool (Oh, dang)
I got tired of the world on my di*k (Huh, yeah, c'mon) (Tired of hearing that hoe)
Pfft, 'kay, I feel like we back in this b*tch, for real (Yeah)
I told my brother to chill on them pills (Yeah)
I'm tryna see him get rich for real (Hoe)

[Verse 2]
Pfft
Man, shoutout my sister, my cousin, man f*ck it, y'all know who you are
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for that Jesus piece on my wall
I wouldn't be here if y'all wasn't hating, keep on running your mouth
But I had to turn up real quick, had to show 'em about it, had to show 'em what's up (Pfft)
Yeah (Yeah), b*tch don't play with my family, [?] be pulling up in Army trucks (No cap, yeah)
Bentley sitting outside, I don't even drive that motherf*cker, I don't want to touch it (Yeah, ooh)
They stay f*cking the game up, I gotta come back and push that lil' button (Push that, push that)
Yeah, I can't f*ck with my chains on, that sh*t gon' choke me (Okay)
Turn this pointer, straight from my OG (No cap)
At this b*tch house, we four deep (Packed)
If we in a mall, we forty deep
You gon' pay that price, you f*ck with me
You gon' pay that fine, you f*ck with me
I don't play 'bout mine, you should Google me
Couple bodies they have found it on that street (Haha)
[Chorus]
Huh, yeah
I feel like we back in this sh*t (Yeah)
I got tired of f*cking that b*tch (Oh Yeah, cool)
I got tired of the world on my di*k (Huh, yeah, c'mon)
Pfft, 'kay, I feel like we back in this b*tch, for real
I told my brother to chill on them pills (Oo-ooh)
I'm tryna see him get rich for real

[Refrain]
I was lying to my mama, she ain't know I was at the studio
Yeah, I'm talking like, "Mama, I know you don't get it, but wait 'til this money come" (Haha, yeah)
I'm talking to my brother like, "I know I can feel it, I'm gon' make this money come"
Yeah, he like, "Lil' bro, you know I believe you, just go 'head and f*ck it up"

[Outro]
I was lying to my mama, she ain't know I was at the studio
(I was on cap sh*t, no cap, b*tch, huh)
I was lying to my mama, she ain't know I was at the studio