Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feds, artist - Lucas Coly.
Date of issue: 04.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Feds |
You know I get in the booth |
Yeah shitty shit in my notepad |
Ya, ya, ya, ya |
Blowing kush in the air got my mind racing |
I just gotta get it I can’t spend no time waiting |
Nigga tell me what you doing when your mind racing |
Ya, I got problems on me now but I’m not tripping |
Cuz I’m just tryna get that bread nigga |
Niggas let me down, so now I’m fucked up in the head nigga |
We all bleed the same I ain’t never been no scared nigga |
Shout out to my brother cuz they got him in the feds nigga |
Bitch I’m good I’m staying focused |
They gon pull some funny shit and think that you won’t notice |
Bitch I’mma get you back in by surprise, and they don’t notice |
Want to show me all your dark side I’mma show you who the coldest |
Bitch I get up in the booth and I treat it like my no pain |
These niggas be so scary I can see it that shit so sad |
Nigga I been broke and I never want to go back |
And nigga play with me and we gon turn him to a throwback |
I just want the money so I’m doing what I can |
Everybody moving funny so I don’t know where we staying |
Why you leave my side I will never understand |
I just going as I go, and I don’t even have a plan |
I remember going groves niggas said I was a ham |
I wonder what they thinking now they see I got them bands |
Bitch I got them hundreds and I keep them in my pants |
And I got it on my own nigga this ain’t no advance |
I just want to know the truth, girl pull up on me |
Now I want to show you something new |
I could pull up on you, but you now I probably too |
Cause everybody dying now, this shit ain’t cool |
Steppin on them hundreds and you know I’m doing my dance |
Cruising thru the city with my baby in my right hand |
She don’t do no trippin cuz she knows that I’m right here |
If a nigga play with her I’mma leave him right there, I don’t fight fear |
Shit but, let a nigga go try |
If you touch my momma or my girlfriend you gon die |
Ain’t gonna be my nigga, I’mma be at your house |
Fuck nigga I’mma make sure your family dead on both sides |
Sometimes I got anger all in my fucking head I don’t know why |
Sometimes I don’t give a fuck cause everybody in the world gon die |
I don’t want to push nobody away shit I gotta slow down |
I just gotta keep the head up, stay prayed up, I’m grown now |
Blowing kush in the air got my mind racing |
I just gotta get it I can’t spend no time waiting |
Nigga tell me what you doing when your mind racing |
Ya, I got problems on me now but I’m not tripping |
Cuz I’m just tryna get that bread nigga |
Niggas let me down, so now I’m fucked up in the head nigga |
We all bleed the same I ain’t never been no scared nigga |
Shout out to my brother cuz they got him in the feds nigga |
Yeah |