Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FEED, artist - Big Sean. Date of issue: 03.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
FEED |
| Dessessop m’i ekil yadot pu ekow I, yeah |
| Efil tsap ym morf revo 'nideelb seussi |
| I woke up with too much on my chest |
| (I woke up and realized I didn’t even remember my dream and…) |
| I didn’t know I gave it everything 'til I realized that I had nothing else left |
| Issues bleedin' over from my past life (Tryna take care of everybody) |
| (I don’t know) |
| I wonder |
| I wonder if my karma’s up and this is my last life to get it right |
| Transcend (Transcend, transcend) |
| The days are getting shorter, I noticed |
| Seems like time is moving fast forward while I’m in slow motion (Slow) |
| Losing loved ones with really no one to cope with |
| It’s cool, my third and my fourth eye open, damn |
| (Thank you, God, so much) |
| I dodged a cell, but still locked on the cell |
| I never thought I’d see the day my mom wouldn’t agree with Oprah and Gayle |
| Myra Denise was my peace, a heaven on earth and living hell |
| Who gave me everything, but never took anything for herself |
| Imagine '06 Impala with zero mileage |
| Seventeen, baggy clothes, not like Billie Eilish |
| Some niggas grow old but not up, they still as childish |
| Demons wearin' mask as my friends, they favorite disguises (Woah) |
| But niggas not gon' forget about me like niggas forgot 'bout how |
| Harriet was supposed to be on top of that twenty dollars (Straight up) |
| Dawg, my life a scene out of Casablanca, you got it wrong, I’m the monster |
| Burning Man, Ayahuasca (Burning), my check up, no diagnostics (Woo) |
| You disappear in the D like you Jimmy Hoffa (Gone) |
| I play my part like Leo without the Oscar (Damn) |
| Underrated, but you still gotta watch it |
| Yeah, maneuvered through it, I had to do it (Do it) |
| Show’s lookin' like Latin music |
| 'Cept tonight we in Houston, the next night is Chattanooga (Oh) |
| But it’s still Latins that’s rappin' to it (Oh) |
| Pursuit of happiness, I had to prove it |
| The best part 'bout problems is problems all come with solutions |
| That’s why I don’t focus on no legacy shit |
| All I care about is pluggin' friends and fam, that’s it (That's it) |
| And being the missing link to all their goals and dreams, that’s it |
| And sinkin' the winning shot while I’m triple teamed for the chip, bitch |
| And I’ma let my whole soul glow |
| I can’t kick it with you no more, can’t miss no more goals |
| Best linens and my bitch sound like she Yoko Ono |
| When the reaper say it’s time to go, I’ma say, «No, no, no» |
| (How I’m supposed to leave all this? For what?) |
| People are hungry for |
| For something that means, really means something |
| They’re hungry, man, they’re like, fucking |
| You know what I mean? |
| They… |
| Because they’re starving, they get so much bullshit, you know? |
| Bullshit, |
| there’s so much of it |
| What’s my purpose? |
| Why is my purpose? |
| Where is my purpose? |
| I am purpose |
| When I compare my purpose to someone else’s |
| Then it is no longer my purpose |
| Disconnect to reconnect (Disconnect to reconnect) |