🎵 I Hope You Feel Me // by Kur

5 ContributorsI Hope You Feel Me Lyrics When kur was reminiscing about the trips to the Mall just to look at the things they wanted but couldnt afford them [Kur] Dot used to call me so much I use to turn my cell off, damn I think I'm the reason why we fell off We used to ride our bikes he never laughed when I fell off Saturdays we watchin' cartoons and eatin' Kelloggs Damn I just dwelled off Thinkin' 'bout the trips to Plymouth Meeting on the L Dawg Or think about the 22 bus to Willow Grove when we wanted Aeropostale dawg Straight to Foot Locker for them 2 for 80 shells dawg Now act like you remember Remember all the times ain't had no jackets in the winter Remember I would ask the lunch lady for some seconds just to pack it for my dinner Me and Jamie eatin' Slim Jims and crackers for our dinner, nigga Jeff remember all the shit you gave me I could never pay you back, it's like you fuckin raised me My mom got so high one night she tried to rape me Never hold it against her she prolly don't remember Hey Phil Do you remember our first cup Shit We was floatin' on water like were part of a surf club And Bree was my first love She let so somethin' small come between us and left like she ain't been through the worst stuff And 'Kees still stressed bout this work stuff I get a deal he'll never have to work again never have to hurt again Never have to got to ASICS, sell another shirt again Told him get back on his shit cause he deserve to win Tryna get my shit straight movin' on to bigger plans Life's too short for the grudges I be the bigger man But I ain't fuckin wit these niggas man I rather see my niggas dead than see em in the can I just wanna give em more than a lot I'm laid up wit a bitch while I think about Tum I know he thinkin' 'bout me as he lay in his Cot, damn I hope my uncle saved me a spot What if me and Lil never met In my life, I should've never took several steps Better yet I would've been at this expensive college Fucked up tryna pay em off a heavy debt, what you expect Me and Reem got close so we laughed more I told him 'bout my life and how I use to be past poor He told me 'bout his he said he had the shit that he asked for But somehow we just went straight to the back door Duckin' the task force my sister is the reason I rap more Tryna get my mother a Jag or A Rolls Royce wasn't tryna get her a Rav4 Or buy her a Celica I grew up sellin' stuff damn Only 12 when I came off the porch I ain't wanna sell drugs I was forced damn My aunt love to show me off of course Smiled when she seen a nigga name In "The Source" I HOPE YOU FEEL ME, NIGGA