"Feelings" lyrics

"Feelings"

I'm lost inside my feelings
I got too many villains
Just watch I make a killing
I feel one in a million
Oh god I break the ceiling
On god they need forgiveness
Facade they think they winning
But I'm one in a million

I got too many mothafuckas tryna bite me
Not the same when you only rap on type beats
Got em in they feelings now they really despite me
That's okay Ima still take they wifey
Bitch throw it back every night of the weekend
Really thought she wasn't in the deep end
Fooled you once now twice I guess it depends
Me and her go together like we best friends

God damn I'm back in this bitch like it's common sense
The way she like it when I strike it and my voice condescends

Feelin like a god I'm locked inside my conscience
Focused on the plot as my body lays unconscious
I rise and ascend a tower like colossus
I see you all below and don't give me correspondence

I'm lost inside my feelings
I got too many villains
Just watch I make a killing
I feel one in a million
Oh god I break the ceiling
On god they need forgiveness
Facade they think they winning
But I'm one in a million


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