EST Gee - I Can't Feel A Thing lyrics

EST Gee

EST Gee [George Albert Stone III] Louisville, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸

[EST Gee - I Can't Feel A Thing lyrics]

Yeah, fuck it, I was made to ball
Dropped my nuts and stood up tall
Told 'em send 'em, said
"I'm back and beast
If he ever fall"
He came back with fifty small
Sent half of 'em home and blessed my dawg
Versaces on, I'm Johnny Cage
Been that nigga before the fame
Now I got it, I still feel the same
Know niggas say I changed
I used to love 'em, tryna
Keep him out his grave
But he chase clout and lean
Ecstasy, it's blank, no name, momma
I can't feel a thing
Watch you take yo' last breath and
After I couldn't sleep for days
I'm still catchin' plays like
Nothin' happend, sunny, cloud
Or rain


Brought me closer to my gang
They ain't let me crash in flames
Sure would have been a shame if
I just died with street accolades
Bucklde down, harder, smarter
Water that's what harden 'caine
I was so fucked up 'bout Fendi
It would have been my daughter name
She played in lanes, when she
Couldn't keep it, fuck it
Situation changed
I love Sarah anyway, ten carats
Not the cheap man rings
This the beast that Reek done made
He wanna see me do my thang
He let me watch his rock and chains
He say hustle strong and get yo' own
And make me feel a way
Best advice he ever gave
Knowin' I should've left
I stayed
Look at all the mess I made
Been knew I was gonna
Blow, bruh, said, "Go"
But I had death on brain
Thankful that I'm blessed with pain
At least I get to feel somethin'
995 percent of the time, shit
I don't feel nothin'
You just did a lil' thuggin'
I don't think you killed nothin'
I just took my fifth one in two hours, bro
I feel funny
I'll give Lil' Zone the last I own
He my real brother
I keep Trae away from home
Show him how to get real money
Before I blowed
Capo made every show and made a ten hustlin'
Gamble with yo' life, I'm
Tellin' Lil' Mike
I got 'em covered
De'Mike rapped his life and saved up twice
Now we got deals comin'
Tell the truth in and out the booth
So many say they do
Better ask Flu, stay over here too long
You might be slidin' too
And you can ask
The other side know when to run and hide too
Ignorant with this chop, kick when it pop
It don't do Kung Fu
Security bet not touch me
Unless I'm buckin'
Bring my fire through
Every nigga speak on me and it ain't
Sumn that been done to em'
Dumn D EST when shit get deep
I'm who you run too
Still up on ten toes on both
My feet I always come through
Lowkey I was scared of Zoski
Miss you and I love you
How you street? Happy feds did a sweep
You 'posed to hate them too
You went out the sun roof or
Hoppin' out like John do
Even though the opps is all cool
They still pull slime moves
Up the price, few hunnid
They might go take they cousin life
Rules a make him, knock his cousin tonight
He tryna book cause a kite
Send him up
I'ma send a load for you to come pick it up
I'm really up, Jpay pics to bruh
Help keep his spirit's up
Don, Fatboy and E, three hoes with me
That's who I'm hittin' 'em for
Spitta ain't never cry about his time
When they came and sentenced him
Y'all was not on nothin'
Act like y'all was to boost all images
I'll still slither through tryna
Look for you
But you still gettin' tough
Yo' best outcome is gettin' a crush
Them Draco shells be tough to duck

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