Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Feels , by - Marlon Craft. Release date: 15.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Feels |
| Oh my God, what does it do? |
| Oh my Lord, I don’t know you |
| Doing the work don’t scare me |
| It took a lot of pain just to paint these words |
| It’s pouring whiskey |
| And it took a lot of rain just to make me swerve |
| My God, my patience slim |
| I’ve been watching the Knicks lose games all year |
| I don’t have time for the fake my dear |
| Everybody got a dream, I’m a make mine clear |
| Yes Lord, see I came to deliver all the change |
| In the middle of the anguish and bitterness exchanged |
| In the riddles of the language, and little men with big banks, shit stanks |
| Every verse fire, I ain’t never had a mistake, no |
| I was so mad now I feel so pure |
| I’m a need a couple of Coronas for my couple of personas |
| Each one gonna need around four, my Lord |
| It’s just one of them feelings |
| I don’t need a mag I’m a source of the vibe |
| I don’t need a dab, a report to get high |
| Come take a little drag of these portraits of mine |
| Thought I coulda lost me, almost got me on my heels |
| All my people by me said they got me, keep it real |
| I’m like whoa |
| They got me in the feels |
| I’m like whoa |
| This shit got me in the feels |
| So pass the cup, we don’t celebrate |
| We don’t ask for much, we don’t dwell the hate |
| We got so much soul, we won’t seldom make |
| I got so much hope, I won’t ever wait |
| I’m like whoa |
| It got me in the feels |
| I’m like whoa |
| This shit got me in the feels |
| Yeah, it’s that shit that you lost |
| And it’s that feeling that you get when you forget just what your stop is |
| You so lost up in the music that you can’t conceal your posture |
| Everybody looking at you, someone get that boy a doctor, Lord |
| But see I’ve been searching for a couple of years |
| I done rode this train with a couple of fears |
| But now I’m finally starting to get comfortable here |
| If I had a boombox I’d be pumping it here |
| Said oh my God, can a young man feel free? |
| America, take your hands off me |
| See, all I see is technology |
| Filled with sex, money, greed and the fame |
| You and I need to find when we bleed just the same |
| They tell me to hate you and we feel the pain, not them |
| Not today, 'cause the vibe too strong |
| Gone rock today, but the pride too long, hypocrisy |
| Can’t survive my storm, we gone ride this train |
| We gone find new songs, I swear |
| Thought I coulda lost me, almost got me on my heels |
| All my people by me said they got me, keep it real |
| I’m like whoa |
| They got me in the feels |
| I’m like whoa |
| This shit got me in the feels |
| So pass the cup, we don’t celebrate |
| We don’t ask for much, we don’t dwell the hate |
| We got so much soul, we won’t seldom make |
| I got so much hope, I won’t ever wait |
| I’m like whoa |
| It got me in the feels |
| I’m like whoa |
| This shit got me in the feels |
| TTE2 |
| Hey there, you’re that young man that gave me that dollar earlier, ain’t you? |
| Yeah man that’s me |
| Now why you looking so dazed and confused young blood, what’s on your mind? |