Feel Good Lyrics

From the 301 we them niggas

We in a Jetta rolling fingers

We'll smoke 'em till they sting us

A double cup, I gotta finish

I never seem to know my limits

Throw it up get back to business

I'm killing shit, fuck that I slaughter

You in the bleachers I'm a baller

Getting high to Tame Impala

I'm in a throat while taming the impala

I'm never geeking bout a follow

Living life like it's a movie

All this power got me feeling groovy

I hear a beat and let it move me

I'm a King it's running through me

Sharon King been really living through me

I'm a champ and you a newbie

Niggas champ they never knew me

I been revamped, this is the new me

These niggas biting yeah they chew me

Never thought that God would choose me

Second chances like a video game

Always stand the rain

Let me take down memory lane

Feel good

Just feel good

Do what makes you feel good

Just feel good

Chardonnay and Marvin Gaye that'll make a nigga day

Shit will have me feeling good Tony, Tone, Toné

Never been afraid to lose I ain't scared to up the stakes

Fogo de Chão on 'em when I'm feeling shrimp and steak

If you put on the stand, Annalise I'll beat the case

I had got away with murder I was lying to your face

The shroomies got me tripping I be seeing Finn and Jake

Never been the sloppy seconds, I was the initial plate

You scared then talk to God nigga, go say your grace

I know I'm feeling good when I'm jamming outer space

Space Jam, I'm getting so high I'm the space man

Space man, up in the clouds you the base man

Base who? Boss shit i'ma base you

I'm Da1Dave I ain't ever been the two

Only time you'll see me riding is when I'm rolling with my crew

Greatest Homecoming On Earth, I was rolling with my crew

With rumchata

The showstopper

Like Big Poppa

I'm the one only the DonDaDa

Only time you'll see my face is when you see me on FaceTime

I can't be a statistic I can't face time

I swear to God it's fuck twelve, I hate swine

I gave you niggas the moment but now it's my time

Don't trust these niggas or bitches because they both lying

Reach for the sky for my angels because they all flying

I'm a pretty boy, I might hit up the spa

Flexing with end mani-pedi, I'ma do some yoga

If you think that Ima leave you

Namaste (Nah, I'ma stay)

I got time for everything except time to play

Like Trayvon Martin just another boy in a hood

Nigga with an attitude like the boys in the hood

Though mandem might try and stop me he won't ruin my mood

I keep my head upon a swivel I just keep feeling good

I feel good

I feel good

Just feel good

Just feel good

I feel good