Meek Mill, Swizz Beatz, DJ Khaled - I Feel Like Pac / I Feel Like Biggie lyrics
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
DJ Khaled [Khaled Mohammed Khaled] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Meek Mill, Swizz Beatz, DJ Khaled - I Feel Like Pac / I Feel Like Biggie lyrics]
Done fucked up now dJ Khaled!
Woo! I've been waiting for a long time
(How long?) real damn long time (How long?)
I've been waiting for a long time
(How ya feel?) man (Come on man, yeah)
I feel like Pac (yeah) , I feel like Biggie
I'm feeling like these hating niggas
Waiting to get me (Let's go)
I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my mind
You know I go hard when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, B-Biggie
Y'all know y'all done fucked up now, Rozay!
Sucka walk up on me, talking like he know me
(Come on) ain't no codefendant do my dirt
All by my lonely
Down south nigga, talking Jam Pony
Rest in Peace to Uncle Al
He showed me my first Rollie
Bitches want to know me
Haters want to show me
But I'm just so vicious
Double M worth eighty tickets
Cop just pulled me over
Caught up in this thing (Woo)
Take my case to trial, my juror Paula Deen
I know they hate a nigga but
He's such a major nigga
Give Chelsea Clinton the 44 when
CIA was with us
305 the realest, Ricky Ross the richest
(That's right)
Belaire on my table, I talk it then I live it
Maybach Music
I feel like Pac, I feel like Biggie
I'm feeling like these hating niggas
Waiting to get me (Come on)
I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my mind
You know I go hard when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, B-Biggie
(Meek Milly) ayo, don't be afraid to
Be great motherfuckers, let's go
All you starve and I eat fast
Mulsanne when I creep past blacked out
I max out with the same watch on Meech hand
We killing niggas, no repents
My momma got like three Jags
You talkin' 'bout you a baller, nigga
We really gettin' that street cash
Say old money, new work
Smell the 'caine on my new shirt
My OG said, "Strap up and don't lay your
Head where you do dirt"
And my momma said, "Do schoolwork"
I was making that tool work
And niggas wanted me dead with a
Whole all in my head
Man they hit Big in the passenger
Hit Pac in the passenger
So I'm riding 'round with this Mac on me
And a bunch of shooters in back of us
Roll up, you a dead man
Headshots when we clap at ya
We sendin' niggas to the motherland
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Africa
I feel like Pac, I feel like Biggie
(Ayo, Khaled)
I'm feeling like these hating niggas
Waiting to get me this that feeling
I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my mind
This is what the game been missing
You know I go hard when it comes to mine
That gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, B-Biggie
Feel like it's me against the world
Bury me a G my middle finger to the world
I'm gon' forever be a G
Pussy nigga want a witness, stay armed
No biggie
When we get busy, no alarms, just semis
We pour out a little liquor, thug life
Straight balling we cradle to the grave
Ride when my homie call
Give a damn if it mean life or death
What's beef? When somebody gotta die
We gon' march to the street
They said Brenda had a baby but
She left it in the alley
One shot that playa hater now
We going back to Cali
Hypnotize niggas, I got a story to tell
My ambitions as a rider got me ready to die
And when we ride on, no more pain
We go hard as shit
Why you complaining? And you wonder
Why we call you bitch
It's an everyday struggle nigga
Me and my bitch
It's unbelievable suicidal thoughts
You would get
Said fuck me warning and the gun don't blast
Give me the loot, sorry nigga
Give me one more chance
You know this shit don't stop
Keep these suckers under pressure
Hollerin' only God can judge me shawty
I ain't mad at ya got my mind made up
You nigga "can't see me"
A paid thug nigga
That's why shorty wanna be me
See a kid around around in your
Town kick in your door
I feel like Pac and Biggie
Love the dough more than you know
I feel like Pac, I feel like Biggie (yeah)
I'm feeling like these hating niggas
Waiting to get me (Come on)
I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my mind
You know I go hard when it comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, B-Biggie
Ayo, how you gon' compare
Yourself to greatness
If you ain't ready to be great
Man? Ain't no more to it