FATD (Feelings At The Door)

I got problems that I cant ignore Remember we slept On the floor Food stamps at the store I was broke aint doing that no more Rich in spirit but my pockets poor Had to leave my feeling at the door I found myself when I was really lost My grandpa died I took another loss His daughter passed away a month before We all tryna live long But life is way too short I hold my pain Hope I dont break my core Going through things I dont want to go through no more Well maybe I just really need this more I been using this weed and liquor like it was a cure Living life Im moving too fast but I cant be too sure I keep my ten toes to the ground My foot on the pedal There aint no stopping now For Real I got problems that I cant ignore Remember we slept On the floor Food stamps at the store I was broke aint doing that no more Rich in spirit but my pockets poor Had to leave my feeling at the door Mix my passion with my aggression turned it to success No Dj Khaled they know we the best And Ima go until aint nothing left I been rapping like there was a S up on my chest And Im the goat you cannot tell me less And I dont know why niggas feeling pressed Took to many losses Rather sit down with the bosses Niggas bitches and they toxic Thats why I cant be around them I was born to be a sinner But they know that Ima winner Grandma told me go and get it Thats why I cant be around them Uh I got problems that I cant ignore Remember we slept On the floor Food stamps at the store I was broke aint doing that no more Rich in spirit but my pockets poor Had to leave my feeling at the door Feelings at the door Feelings, Feelings at the door Feelings at the door Feelings, Feelings at the door But my pockets poor Feelings, Feelings at the door