Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In My Feelings, artist - Quando Rondo.
Date of issue: 24.08.2020
Song language: English
In My Feelings |
I can’t lie |
Lately I ain’t been feeling myself |
I’m on mars right now |
Woah-oah |
Looked at a picture of like damn, I really miss him |
Ran up my money but still ain’t happy, like, what I’m missing? |
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and millions |
Crossed by the ones I called my |
Heart hurt so much, I can’t explain the feeling, yeah |
Who would ever knew these been the project buildin' |
Why have to keep it a thousand, I keep it a billion |
I damn near take you to three houses, don’t make me a real one |
I sip cough syrup to ease the problms and pain that I’m feeling |
All out the roof of that Impala, like, «Father, forgiv me» |
Due to the fact 'bout my lil' partner, thirty clips gets emptied |
All on my own, I ain’t have no father, only in the fifth grade |
she’ll be the one to take a Xan' |
I wasn’t even old enough for to leave the house and go hang with my friends |
Next thing you know before I the leave the house, I gotta tuck my FN |
Starting kicking doors, I had to take the street route to help granddad meet |
ends |
Clutching on the poles, it was me and Leeky, don’t try to load up suspense |
Sentenced 2 years up the road by the judge for all them breaking the ends |
I was in a hold cell, super cold, just need my matt, pad, and pen |
You was on the basketball court when I was writin' flows in juvenile pen |
Started smoking ports soon as they done let me out when I was turnin' sixteen |
I would have to sleep on dope boy Reeboks, then had a dope boy dream |
What’s the chances you make it out? |
You might get knocked at eighteen |
Either rich or poor, that shit’s for sure, my feelings still be the same |
Looked at a picture of like damn, I really miss him |
Ran up my money but still ain’t happy, like, what I’m missing? |
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and millions |
Crossed by the ones I called my |
Heart hurt so much, I can’t explain the feeling, yeah |
Who would ever knew these been the project buildin' |
Why have to keep it a thousand, I keep it a billion |
I damn near take you to three houses, don’t make me a real one |
And I say I know |
It’ll be the people sitting right close |
Tell me where you was, it was me and Luwop |
People change up for no reason, that’s how life goes |
Different disagreements, same old sides though |
Boy, it hurt your heart when you seen on the obituary |
Seems like the one settled on me really hate that I made it |
I really came from the muddy mud of the muddy, yeah |
Pour up a cup of that bubbly |
Past life I lived, thought it was so marvelous |
Made it through the storm and I know they hate, that shit so obvious |
My heart so torn, do anything to see my gramma face yeah |
Tell me where you was, it was me and Luwop |
I swear last night I went to sleep inside some dope boy Reeboks |
This little whodie in the trenches having dope boy dreams |
Can’t forget to mention that lil' homie took the C-R-I-P route |
My heart got broken and stolen and shattered all in one day |
my past 'til today |
Looked at a picture of like damn, I really miss him |
Ran up my money but still ain’t happy, like, what I’m missing? |
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and millions |
Crossed by the ones I called my |
Heart hurt so much, I can’t explain the feeling, yeah |
Who would ever knew these been the project buildin' |
Why have to keep it a thousand, I keep it a billion |
I damn near take you to three houses, don’t make me a real one |