Feen (feat. Glo Shines) Video (MV)

Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
I create in dark alleys
A rift in my mind
Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
It gives me
Highs and lows when this cocktail combine
And I don't need no rehab cuz I'ma feen for the rhyme
I heard many say
That my behaviors extreme
Cuz everyday I be a victim to the same old routine
I'm lifted off the verbal
The beat keep me on lean
Melodic herbal remedies but theres no cure for a feen
I was a feen before I became a teen
For nicotine big weed and spitting them 16's
Big dreams got my body needing a big sling
How we all up in this game with no split screen
Dedication made me the controller
Deprivation ain't need an absorber
I'll die for this shit
If its the only way to get another hit
A junkie for dope sixteens the music lover fix
Apparently one of them ain't enough
Everybody wanna hit but some of them ain't as hooked
Social rhymers part timers not in it for life
Tried to make me go to rehab and old rappers died
I gotta have it
Like if its a booty i gotta smack it
Take over any microphone i see I got smash it drugs
And you can have my soul but I ain't sell it just to cross the toll
You hear me tho
I create in dark alleys
A rift in my mind
Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
It gives me
Highs and lows when this cocktail combine
And I don't need no rehab cuz I'ma feen for the rhyme
I heard many say
That my behaviors extreme
Cuz everyday I be a victim to the same old routine
I'm lifted off the verbal
The beat keep me on lean
Melodic herbal remedies but theres no cure for a fee
So whats a feen
They make you think it's a bad thing
In music addiction was never given a bad name
See you don't finish with the drugs you started with
Like I started with lil zane
Had a bad reaction and f*cked with some Wu tang
Jays and even X no money no cash no hoes just a itch for
Hip hop
A twitch a misfit and a scoundrel
As long as the microphone is clear the booth is soundproof
Then you can step inside and hot box hot bars
Never numbed out with lockjaw
My drive will park y'all
I work hard to feed mine
No clockouts
Illest state of mind when I'm wopped out
Soul make the weak sauce run out
The music junkie me and Glo strung out
The outcomes to come out
You gotta state your addiction
Never needed nothing more than rhyme and the rhythm the rebel
I create in dark alleys
A rift in my mind
Feeding my addiction producing lyrics divine
It gives me
Highs and lows when this cocktail combine
And I don't need no rehab cuz I'ma feen for the rhyme
I heard many say
That my behaviors extreme
Cuz everyday I be a victim to the same old routine
I'm lifted off the verbal
The beat keep me on lean
Melodic herbal remedies but theres no cure for a fee
Takeover
Drugs
And its a common wealth exclusive
The common wealth dot com
And thats with a A nigga
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