FEEL INSPIRED Lyrics by K-Trap
Why she act like she ain’t gonna leave with me tonight?
Why, they act like when I didn’t rap, weren’t, pulling up, letting it beat on bikes
Why they act like a plug, didn’t text my phone, like I did you receive the five?
I said, I stopped rapping
I still went platinum
I feel inspired
Why they act like I didn’t go rose titanium when they went gold and steel
why they act like after I didn’t take home a mill. After we closed them bills
When they act like I didn’t have my heart, on my sleeve, I fucked up half the T
I gave them game, can’t lie, they’re hard to teach
Now I’m hard to reach. I’m gone
Act like I can’t see the hate, but I know I gotta mind my steps Mind my steps
Doing major getbacks even for minor threats, SK with the wood grain. It’s like a mini violin
Need a drum as well. All of that in a room
I can do my own tiny desk
Why they act like the music, money, made me, like a didn’t land them birds. Landing birds
Like I didn’t get a whole one
Press and clamp it first
I was in Sony going out the room and whispering, like, are you listening?
Here’s 2 post codes, but go here first
I’m a Trap Boy Defo, when it slaps it echoes, serious metal sporting a serious kettle. Bootings you gotta use petrol. You can’t get it off with Dettol I show them levels, time and time, time
Split a brick in four, hid that with the mash, I left them nines with a 9, bro, to bro, I’m kind with the bine
Why she act like she ain’t gonna leave with me tonight?
Why, they act like when I didn’t rap, weren’t, pulling up, letting it beat on bikes
Why they act like a plug, didn’t text my phone, like I did you receive the five?
I said, I stopped rapping
I still went platinum
I feel inspired
Why they act like I didn’t go rose titanium when they went gold and steel, why they act like after I didn’t take home a mill. After we closed them bills
When they act like I didn’t have my heart, on my sleeve, I fucked up half the T
I gave them game, can’t lie, they’re hard to teach
Now I’m hard to reach. I’m gone
I inspired the hood, but I still feel too much hate
That’s normal, though
I’ve always sort of known
It’s me that bought it home why they act like I don’t send postals, make them phone calls, always been vocals, pro in the streets, but I made much more off beats and Protools
Why would I stay in the streets?
Why they act like if I get pissed off?
Someone’s got to lay in the street
Their fans and their competition, rate me, but they don’t want me to get in the seat
Why they act like trap don’t keep it real
That’s every single day of the week
I wish I was lying
But their favourite rapper’s doing the make believe
I take the lead, their taking notes and thinking what they can take from me or make from me
Why she act like she ain’t gonna leave him and leave tape with me, with pee wee heading back we’re so composed
And I know we just taped the scene
Why they act like Warm didn’t shut down the whole of wireless, even Drake could see why they act like trap ain’t busy and got the city
And when platinum indie
Why they doubting Trap four, I’m with DBE on the biggest rap tour
I be with the trap lords, and the digger spinners, why would I tap for?
Why would I need to do it?
And they’re still gonna act like they don’t need me to do it
Why she act like she ain’t gonna leave with me tonight?
Why?
Why, they act like when I didn’t rap, weren’t, pulling up, letting it beat on bikes
Why they act like a plug, didn’t text my phone, like I did you receive the five?
I said, I stopped rapping
I still went platinum
I feel inspired
Why they act like I didn’t go rose titanium when they went gold and steel, why they act like after I didn’t take home a mill. After we closed them bills
When they act like I didn’t have my heart, on my sleeve, I fucked up half the T
I gave them game, can’t lie, they’re hard to teach
Now I’m hard to reach. I’m gone
