FEEL ME Lyrics

Do you feel me

Do you feel me

Showtimee

My words got power don't gotta touch you for to feel me

Got stabbed in the back like Doe Boy i say oh really

They say how you know you gon' make it

Because it's a feeling

Everybody wanna follow nobody wanna do no leading

She don't know her worth tryna fuck for a dolla'

Life is hard and I'm still dealing with trauma

To problematic you stay in some drama

They hating but look up to me like papa

For any man she is going

I had fake friends but ain't know it

I don't pretend the real me i show it

Counting presidents it keep me going

Way back when before i started rapping

I was tryna dance like Michael Jackson

I know a couple shooters keep a heat in corners like Allen

I cannot be no worker since rapping it is my passion

All these niggas hating

But they really wanna be me

You can call me Showtime Cena

'Cause you cannot see me

I wasn't no nerd in school back in class i was sleeping

Claiming that you real but fake

I don't think you know the meaning

Can't bring shit else to the table

But pussy bitch then you leeching

My words got power don't gotta touch you for to feel me

Got stabbed in the back like Doe Boy i say oh really

They say how you know you gon' make it

Because it's a feeling

Everybody wanna follow nobody wanna do no leading

She don't know her worth tryna fuck for a dolla'

Life is hard and I'm still dealing with trauma

To problematic you stay in some drama

They hating but look up to me like papa

I'm in this bitch popping shit

Stand on my money

Tall like Marjanović

Won't never give up on this

A billion dollars on my bucket list

Couldn't be me, maybe you

But I cannot die average

Looking for me a queen

I won't settle for no average bitch

Is you fucking with me? or i'm just a rebound

You fucking with a chosen one

Ain't to many like me 'round

I was playing with her cat

And I ain't talking meow

Used to not wanna live life

Now look at me now

I kept going ain't give up

Now i feel like a god

Rather take the L then ask for help

I got to much pride

You got all that designer but ask for rides

I'm divinely protected angels on my side

My words got power don't gotta touch you for to feel me

Got stabbed in the back like Doe Boy i say oh really

They say how you know you gon' make it

Because it's a feeling

Everybody wanna follow nobody wanna do no leading

She don't know her worth tryna fuck for a dolla'

Life is hard and I'm still dealing with trauma

To problematic you stay in some drama

They hating but look up to me like papa