Get That Feeling

Cotto, shut the f*ck up Aye, I went to L.A. and seen yo son, he look just like you Yo wife brought me yo ashes and yo dreads, sometimes I cry too, what they say? She had somethin' to do with yo murder, that's what they say but I can't say It's the vibe, I look in her face and I can't lie, I don't get that feeling But you can't trust these bitches all the time cause they be lyin' And who gon' tell the truth like, "Yeah, I admit, I did the crime" And I'm just tryna do right by you, yo kid's, I need a spend time And I can't make excuses, that shit useless on my grind But y'all gon' trust this nigga too, like he wasn't there when D.H. died and Hilly too Like the words from these niggas just gon' heal my wounds Like, "Keep yo head up, boy don't let up, love that shit you doin'" I can't talk about my pain, I keep it bottled in I fell off then got back up and I went hard again I went down to zero dollars, had to start again I wish heaven had a phone, I'm tryna call a friend My momma goin' through the same shit these hoes do I wish I had the courage to tell her that she more than that The bond between me and Slimmy B is more than rap You heard a nigga did somethin' to me and I ain't do nothin' back, that's more than cap Sometimes I fight to get out my bed, thinking like am I a really good dad? I spend more time with Trey than Nya, I know that make my baby sad My baby mommas think I'm a ATM because I flash, one of em say, "My baby dad is Mafi D, she like to brag" Aye, I went to L.A. and seen yo son, he look just like you Yo wife brought me yo ashes and yo dreads, sometimes I cry too, what they say? She had somethin' to do with yo murder, that's what they say but I can't say It's the vibe, I look in her face and I can't lie, I don't get that feeling But you can't trust these bitches all the time cause they be lyin' And who gon' tell the truth like, "Yeah, I admit, I did the crime" And I'm just tryna do right by you, yo kid's, I need a spend time And I can't make excuses, that shit useless on my grind