"Feelings" lyrics
(You and me together
Through the days and nights
I don't worry 'cause
Everything's going to be alright
People keep talking
They can say what they like
But all I know is
Everything's going to be alright
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling)
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
I need that new Royce to see the stars when I'm lookin' in that ceiling
Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for that healing
When I'm up, I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling
Fighting this anxiety, I started sippin' mud
Lil C was 15 when he died because the gun
And I was 14 so I started toting one
Since I got a little fame, people started switching up
I bled the block I lived, always gave back to my friends
When I needed you the most, you wasn't there to give a hand
Let you sleep in my mama's crib, should've seen you were counterfeit
All these bitches be gossiping, should've seen how they coming in
I lost my homie and my cuzzo in the same year
Year after that, Cam died and now he ain't here
His daughter asking 'bout why her daddy ain't here
Dino caught an M, he still doin' more than 10 years, ayy
I'm ridin' in a new whip
Laughin' at them times they said they on me, but them niggas still ain't do shit
Really got it out the mud, ain't gotta prove shit
Barely fuckin' with me now, nigga, stop with all that cool shit, ayy
We still trappin' for the day and night
Mama still stressin', but I told her it'll be alright
Brodie keep it on him when he with me, I ain't gotta fight
Lil Alex, he innocent, but he doin' juvenile life
Bitch, you gettin' left if you ain't actin' right
Gotta keep that pole right by my side
I'm gettin' rich but I'm still eatin' spam and rice
Revenge is a bitch 'cause Uncle Mark really doin' life, ayy
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
I need that new Royce to see the stars in my ceiling
Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for my healing
When I'm up, I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling, nigga
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
(Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling)
Through the days and nights
I don't worry 'cause
Everything's going to be alright
People keep talking
They can say what they like
But all I know is
Everything's going to be alright
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling)
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
I need that new Royce to see the stars when I'm lookin' in that ceiling
Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for that healing
When I'm up, I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling
Fighting this anxiety, I started sippin' mud
Lil C was 15 when he died because the gun
And I was 14 so I started toting one
Since I got a little fame, people started switching up
I bled the block I lived, always gave back to my friends
When I needed you the most, you wasn't there to give a hand
Let you sleep in my mama's crib, should've seen you were counterfeit
All these bitches be gossiping, should've seen how they coming in
I lost my homie and my cuzzo in the same year
Year after that, Cam died and now he ain't here
His daughter asking 'bout why her daddy ain't here
Dino caught an M, he still doin' more than 10 years, ayy
I'm ridin' in a new whip
Laughin' at them times they said they on me, but them niggas still ain't do shit
Really got it out the mud, ain't gotta prove shit
Barely fuckin' with me now, nigga, stop with all that cool shit, ayy
We still trappin' for the day and night
Mama still stressin', but I told her it'll be alright
Brodie keep it on him when he with me, I ain't gotta fight
Lil Alex, he innocent, but he doin' juvenile life
Bitch, you gettin' left if you ain't actin' right
Gotta keep that pole right by my side
I'm gettin' rich but I'm still eatin' spam and rice
Revenge is a bitch 'cause Uncle Mark really doin' life, ayy
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
I need that new Royce to see the stars in my ceiling
Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for my healing
When I'm up, I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling, nigga
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
Can't really tell you how I'm feelin'
(Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling)
Writer(s): Clinton Ward, Fernando Vieyra
