Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feeling A Way, artist - Dave East. Album song Karma, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2017
Record label: FTD
Song language: English
Feeling A Way |
They gon' feel a way, regardless |
Everybody feel a way |
She feel a way |
He feel a way |
Fuck it though, nigga |
One life |
Middle fingers to the fuck niggas that be feeling a way |
Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case |
I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith |
I’m never tucking my chain, I put this shit in yo' face |
Middle fingers to the fuck niggas that be feeling a way |
Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case |
I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith |
I’m never tucking my chain, I put this shit in yo' face |
I put my flag on the left, just pay me in cash or a check |
I don’t owe nobody nothing and half of these niggas in debt |
I went to Gabe with like 80 and got all this shit on my neck |
Uh, bust down the Patek Phillipe, when I pull up them niggas, they stressed |
Yo BM, she say I’m legend, she driving an Acura Legend |
No, you cannot ride through this section, I know that that shit feel depressing |
If you do not have you a weapon, that shit that you talking irrelevant |
Jeweler got me on some ice like penguin, this is as cold as I’ve ever been |
I feel like Moneybagg, I might go federal if I get caught with this medicine |
I used to trap out in Maryland, on campus like I was a terrapin |
No turban, we might get yo' head wrapped |
Stop acting like you never said that |
Supreme got me rocking a red bag |
These foreigns be making the feds mad |
I got a youngin', he only 16 but he walking around with a 30 |
He from my building but he play the lobby so early, his closet is dirty |
None of his clothes be designer, give him a pack, he gon' line ya |
I used to give him consignment, he told me he thinkin bout rhymin' |
Middle fingers to the fuck niggas that be feeling a way |
Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case |
I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith |
I’m never tucking my chain, I put this shit in yo' face |
Middle fingers to the fuck niggas that be feeling a way |
Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case |
I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith |
I’m never tucking my chain, I put this shit in yo' face |
I took a leap with no wings my nigga, just faith |
You don’t say my face, that’s hate |
I never fuck with you niggas, that type of shit’d be fake |
My next move gon' piss you off, just wait |
I been running off of fumes lately, on the low I’m exhausted |
I’m tryna guarantee we all eat, that’s just the meaning of boss shit |
I shine like the sun with the flossers, I sit on a bench with the ballers |
I chill with the killers, I’m all in, plus with this glizzy, I’m awesome |
Ain’t nothing like me, I’m different |
Every day my birthday, boy I’m gifted |
All my bitches is foreign, they tripped in |
I created a wave, I ain’t fit in |
Basically, I built a boat, pushed it afloat, then told niggas to get in |
Then invited the bitches, oh, we out for the riches |
I left with a plan and came back with a bag, oh, that’s how that work? |
Bitches’ll fuck me now but they fronted when I had them stains on my shirt |
Benz caught at the vapors, awe they sick, you see they faces |
Middle finger to the haters, now let’s get back to this paper |
Middle fingers to the fuck niggas that be feeling a way |
Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case |
I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith |
I’m never tucking my chain, I put this shit in yo' face |
Middle fingers to the fuck niggas that be feeling a way |
Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case |
I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith |
I’m never tucking my chain, I put this shit in yo' face |