Lyrics That Feeling - Prop Dylan

That Feeling

I got the feelin' like Nas on Illmatic, still at it
Chills down my spine, don’t need to pop a pill package to feel happy, go lucky
Could’ve had half the show money, still, they couldn’t take the soul from me
Been so hungry, grind hard, don’t take no time off for bullshit
Like Phife Dawg and Q-Tip, I move it through the thick and thin
It been so many ups and down, still, I never fuck around to never lose my
discipline
My moves are diligent, always trust the gut feelin'
Could go from a slum village to a Trump buildin' (Fuck him)
Without the drug dealin'
Unwillin' to compromise my body of work
That’ll be the day I’m down in the dirt
It’s defeating its purpose of being a genius at work
I never lose the feelin' even when dealin' with egos bigger than the people you
work with
It makes me seem some allergic
No concealin' the realest, so what I’m feelin' is perfect
No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure
Yeah, the pieces gotta come together
Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'
So I try not to lose that feelin'
No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure
Yeah, the pieces gotta come together
Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'
So I try not to lose that feelin'
Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'
Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'
Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'
I come with — I come with that boom bap
I’m feeling philanthropic
I just wanna fill my pocket with a mill and dock my yacht out where the wind is
tropic
I just wanna chill like Extra P at the least
And skip this building blocks that don’t connect like ceilin' sockets
Escape a world where the righteous man is less of worth
And idle hands do the devils work, I peddle words
The most underrated, still the one that made it
To say these haters got over it is an understatement
But fuck the fame, it’s unrelated to a game
That keep an aim on jaded artists like the owners ain’t the same
It’s nova cane for my brain
I blow your photo out the frame
Their Kodak moments over they’re down the drain
There ain’t no underdogs tryna play the humble card
But coming off like sumos tryin' to do a somersault
I double up the odds, ante up but fuck
Buy a crib in the Dominican Republic, you gotta love it
No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure
Yeah, the pieces gotta come together
Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'
So I try not to lose that feelin'
No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure
Yeah, the pieces gotta come together
Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'
So I try not to lose that feelin'
Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'
Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'
Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'
I come with — I come with that boom bap