I Feel It Lyrics

I feel it

Diamonds cut clean

Shit make me a killin

On a road to healing

Get a funny feeling

Homies i grew up with turn on you for peelings

I Push it push it push it push it to the ceiling

Get another meal in

Even if you eating good

That shit seem so appealing

Friends become revealing

Turns out they was stealing

And my brakes was always squealing

How you know? Because I can feel it

Oh yeah I feel it

Them ops is Nearing

Look in the mirror

Real life get clearer

Demons only coming out

When im making errors

But they my problems

And I'm the bearer

24k

Shiny glass doors

Ceo's

I'm yours

Run a mile

In the morn

Get the worm

Digging up the floors

block stay tipping

I be on Broadway limping

Money come with price

that's for sure if ya town ain't with it

Crown stay gripping

We straight business

95 I started living

Blessed with powers given because

I feel it

Diamonds cut clean

Shit make me a killin

On a road to healing

Get a funny feeling

Homies i grew up with turn on you for peelings

I Push it push it push it push it to the ceiling

Get another meal in

Even if you eating good

That shit seem so appealing

Friends become revealing

Turns out they was stealing

And my brakes was always squealing

How you know? Because I can feel it

You probably guessed it I'm stressing from all of the

Pressure I'm getting from all of the homies that's telling me

that I am I'm near it

And I got the baby that's praying and telling me that you will make it I hear it

I gotta keep that drive

All of this changed my life

I am the one that will stear it

Designer J's

Glass pours

Ceo's

I'm yours

Run a mile

Through the Morgue

Dead inside

Show em I'm lord

nickname "Heartbreak pimping"

get change Ion do simpin

Stay tough, keep things simple

Ass fat, face with a dimple

Bouta break out, pimple

Dead man walking, gimple

Great Scott, He a lot

Like the last Pringle

You know

I feel it

Diamonds cut clean

Shit make me a killin

On a road to healing

Get a funny feeling

Homies i grew up with turn on you for peelings

I Push it push it push it push it to the ceiling

Get another meal in

Even if you eating good

That shit seem so appealing

Friends become revealing

Turns out they was stealing

And my brakes was always squealing

How you know? Because I can feel it