Tanya Morgan, Donwill, C. S. Armstrong, Von Pea - More lyrics

How ya feel how ya feel how ya feel
30 and I just paid 35 bills
If you can relate say hellyeah
But we can still kick it, hellyeah
We are our competition, so anything goes
We can do it all, we them anything bros
You be diggin those suckers
With they anything flows
Messing with the truth like "Anything"
(Hov) Brooklyn
New York City, I respect women but
Sandy was bitchy, pray for Jamaica, Haiti
Cuba
Lights turned out man where the hell Future?
Not the past or passive an addict
I rap it and average cats call tragic
I gambit I planned my attack now I have it
I mapped it, I can't fall back shit is magic
Raps Under wraps, yeah my cards played close
Barclays in the Barkleys play clothes
Tajai with the fly speech Hiero
Timeless nevermind geeks I go!
So, if you 15 tryin to figure life out
Or if you 50 trying to figure life now
Keep doin it for whoever you love and
Hopefully that's you and
Hopefully that's true, rock

Sometimes I feel like i just want some

The turning point was just
Enough was not enough
The thin line between need and really want
(what you want?)
Heavy benefit's, y'all were steady getting it
We working just as hard
Tell me what the difference is
I'm spending time
A couple minutes is like hours
I'm getting mine, taking yours is not ours
I'm getting tired, impatient, been waiting
Stacking up them payments
And praying one day it make sense
If making songs don't pay,? my feet is on the pavement
? thanks for wasted youth
Tell me where them days went
What y'all's complaint is? You sound stupid
You give a man with everything the truth, and
Since all I hear is lies
I'll be trying to capitalize
It's ride or die, besides
And that's the bottom line
Being wrong or right
Feel like I'm backed in the corner
And I'm dying to fight give me mine