I Can Feel It

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

Project Pat, huh, Money Train CEO

BM double chrome, they say, "There he go"

Ain't that the same big nigga down in Surrogati?

With them daily add codes and that heroinati

Used to rob the dope boys, double barrel shotty

Stay freaky with them hoes like I'm right on molly

Now I'm gettin' show bread, that's for sure bread

Burnin' up your ho's head, in your bed (Feel it!)

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

I can feel it, nothin' but hate from these niggas

Even though they congratulate, I know they hate a nigga

Hoes back then that weren't fuckin' with a nigga

But when you hot they wanna smile and kiss you in they pictures

I'm too street to ever be industry

And too G to let a nigga treat me like a P

U-S-S-Y, no that's not I

Any nigga get wrong then he shall die

Honestly, this ain't even tough talk

I just want some peace, so many of my niggas dipped in white chalk

A gangsta on that lean, bumpin' on that gangsta lean

When I'm sleep the only time I could ever have a dream

Nasty

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

Comin' in the game as a youngster tryna get it

Been ballin' from the start and I'm nowhere near finished

I live by my motto, another day, another dollar

And as I lead my paper chase, my haters gonna follow

I know I got plenty obstacles, I said fuck it

Nigga get in the way of my money, damn right I'm bustin'

G-O-D I'm trustin' 'cause I trust nobody else

Daddy made me to a man to get this shit myself

Never been the one for beggin', had my hand out

Had the same opportunities you did, so what you talkin' 'bout?

Never made no excuses, I hustled till the end

By any means necessary, yours truly, magnificent

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord, oh Lord

Yeah, your boy Project Pat in this thang, man

You know what I'm sayin'

And you know, man, real talk, man

Ain't nobody

Ain't nobody really thinkin' 'bout you niggas, real talk

But see, we over here smokin' on good green

Straight from California

Sippin' on good lean

You know what I'm sayin'?

Straight from the farmers, you know what I'm sayin'?

I mean, we just not really stuntin' on niggas right now, man

'Cause we gettin' money, man, you know what I'm sayin'?