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Young A.C. Can You Feel It Lyrics

Last updated: 10/28/2012 04:25:16 PM

[Verse 1]
Noah built the ark on hope
Shit I never seen afar that close
Bubble kush is the medicine
Spark that dope
And I did came a long way from dealing hard crack OJ
Nigga got a heart that's cold
Deeper than the Trevon march that shows
Fans wouldn't let my square bare clothes
Memories of us shooting in all black clothes
But hey don't really concern me
The fact that they try to burn me
Meet me up in the casket and need to murder attorney
That's the shit that keep playing in my head
Or the fact that I'm into in the fans
I'm 10 toes down in the shit
My old lady acting like I found me a bitch
But I'm down with this chick
And my priorities is simple
God first, family and money on my mental
Came from the hood that's criminal residential
Invisible fallen soldiers they got erased like a pencil
Nigga we came to get you
Niggas claim they real they ain't really that
As real mustn't forget the fact

[Hook]
Hate don't love, time don't stop
So in the meantime niggas mind own guack
Hand on wheel other hand on steel
Ride around trying to turn a grand to a mill
We can it feel it in the air
Can you feel it ? (x4)
So in the meantime niggas mind own guack

[Verse 2]
Off the show roof floor nigga bang good
No armor hit my mark 'cause my aim good
Put my life on the line if it came to it
Even with the fresh swing for niggas can't shoot it
One hand on the steer, right hand on gun
Put it in for my dogs like it's no tomorrow
When the shit get thick they know who to call
My nigga you just gotta flush it I'm throw the law
'Cause nigga hate don't love
Hold it on me if you came with the tears swing blunt
Ain't considered loyal if it ain't no trust
Took a gas in the lame ain't the same old dust
Homie what you see parol he ain't even flush
Flow like life own em,he ain't give a fuck
Back to flipping birds but not middle fingers up
Collect calls wife won't pick the ring up
Same shit different hood, same poke different bridge
Trombone like the one finally came off the bit
But now I'm in the game all these hoes know my name
But I'm smart enough to know that when it comes to this fame

[Hook]
Hate don't love, time don't stop
So in the meantime niggas mind own guack
Hand on wheel other hand on steel
Ride around trying to turn a grand to a mill
We can it feel it in the air
Can you feel it ? (x4)
So in the meantime niggas mind own guack

[Verse 3]
And keep it humble what they say to me
What niggers trying to see straight to me , to me
It's eleven and nigga fake to me
I was straight van Martin and my grey hood is straight off the porch
Nigga I was on the block ask cheddar for some money and he gave me for a raw
And I rolled em for us and rolled for blast
Then kill a guy for quarter mill and now all we do is go shop
A pair Jay Z wheel , high score on lock
That's a lil nigga lying I leave a nigga front
Then I met J ball I started flying the sign
See my grandma died 2 weeks of straight crying
Since leo is my sign then I be acting like a lion
New Louie belt on I'm still hiding in the riot
And a nigga don't owe me shit
But if you hating nigga hold this dick

[Hook]
Hate don't love, time don't stop
So in the meantime niggas mind own guack
Hand on wheel other hand on steel
Ride around trying to turn a grand to a mill
We can it feel it in the air
Can you feel it ? (x4)
So in the meantime niggas mind own guack




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