Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feelin Us, artist - Ab-Soul.
Date of issue: 13.07.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Feelin Us |
Let me start off with this statement |
I’m the motherfucking greatest |
I ain’t even have too many haters |
All my niggas knew I was gon' make it |
From performing at Pep Rallys, showcases, talent shows |
That I had to sell tickets for, just to get up in that ho |
Now raise your hand say Soulo Ho! |
Raise your hand say Soulo Ho! |
Raise your hand say Soulo Ho! |
Raise your hand say Soulo Ho! |
I’m rolling up in the tour bus |
Just rolling up in the tour bus |
Free said put the weed out they don’t play that in Virginia |
But I’m finna continue, pass the fire to my nigga Tone |
Couldn’t find a fire but this far from home |
But we still trying, I mean we still chiefing |
She thinks it’s cool, she took a puff, she still freaking |
I popped a bean, fell asleep, woke up, and started thinking |
Man this shit pays hanging in the House of Pain |
Now we sipping champagne on the motherfucking plane |
Cause they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, They Feeling Us |
Are you Feeling us? |
They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us |
Are you Feeling Us? |
Cause everywhere I go, man I swear they know my name |
Make your girlfriend cry when she see me walk by |
Cause they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us |
Are you Feeling Us? |
They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us |
I know you feeling this shit! |
I know you feeling this shit! |
I know you feeling this shit! |
They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us |
I know you feeling this shit! |
I know you feeling this shit! |
I know you feeling this shit! |
They Feeling Us, they Feeling Us, they Feeling Us |
Are you Feeling Us? |
Yeah I’m liquored up, this a celebration |
TDE the shit… thanks to all you haters! |
I’m Jay Rock, yeah the OG, me and Soulo blowing OG |
Hit the stage, then beat the case, then get the cake, then burn trees |
Shake hands, kiss babies, show love, throw 3s |
I was on the block with a quarter key, like what the fuck is a 16? |
I was so anti-social, nigga wasn’t outspoken |
Till I picked up a mic, story of my life! |
Uh, came with the piece so keep the peace |
Uh, I ain’t tryna hurt nobody |
I ain’t sweating no vendetta, champagne on my breath in the hotel lobby |
You feel me? |
Damn right you feel me! |
Got them sigh, she feel me and them paparazzi feel me |
I’m feeling fine and dandy |
Staying awake off this Xanny |
Knock knock off this weed can one of yall find another Backwood please? |
I just know that I can be, an example of what you can be |
Making a way for my homies, making it easy for my family |
So mama don’t frown no more, mama don’t frown no more |
No mama don’t frown no more, mama don’t frown no more |
Told me I’m smarter than you, you just gotta trust me yo |
I stole from the record store, still selling, records though |
Yeah… |
(Love you Grandma!) |
Ain’t no shame, in my game |
They know my name in Montreal, they sing my songs cause they relate |
They Feelin Us, cause we can’t be touched, thank God for Top and Punch |
Ho-Ho-Hold on… Drop the drums |
These bitches love Soulo, Del Amo to Soho |
Fucking with them TopDawgs, you’ll just look like toto |
Do it all for Soulo, I don’t even know them |
Hol Up here we go again… Justin bring the chorus in! |