EST Gee – I Can’t Feel A Thing Lyrics

I Can’t Feel A Thing Lyrics – EST Gee

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’
99.5 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 spirits 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