FEEL Lyrics

Uh, double team I got pressure on me

They been airing they dirty laundry like reruns

12 ask, we ain't see none

But I seen more than I need to

Last Three months hit a rebirth

Yeah I get some, but I please her

Bitch I been on, and you need work

Let's go

Got em freelancing, diamonds dancing like a stripper feel like

Billy Batson, ya bitch shazaming me and shit I feel like

I'm a champion, I'm the captain of the ship I feel like

Going batshit, Catch me robbin no sidekick

And I

Put that on my life, yeah

Been through all the strife, yeah

Hot as summer nights, yeah

We don't play too nice, yeah

Yall been in my sights, yeah

Hands been on her thighs

Tan lines on her waist, yeah

We might take a flight

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

I wake em from that slumber stupid is as stupid does it

Run me all my money bitch they got me "Forrest Gumpin"

Cash is all around me call that cream on cocoa butter

All up on my neck I sign the check we doin numbers

I take it day by day to get my family out the gutter

When I told em they like "what?" but I didnt fuckin stutter

Talk down on my passion cause I got what they can't muster

And you know I'm on baby

I'mma be home later

She want my genes, take em

Bitch I'm a stunner

I spread that bitch like a fungus

I push this shit like its lumber

I pipe that bitch like a plumber

I don't think they got the gumption

So tell me what I have to do

Addy has me mixing up my chemicals

Tell me how I get rid of your attitude

I aint mad at you

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Yeah, so drop a pin for me

Look, I cant live this life its not what's planned for me

And we don't gotta fuck but you can dance for me

And, you wanted to rush it had me gassed shorty

I see how we ended up, its in the past, funny

I thought we had something

That's my bad; dummy

It must be my fault

That was fast, wasn't it?

Next time I'mma fall

I'm thinking "nah", trust me

I know you mad, trust me

So tell me what I have to do

Addy has me mixing up my chemicals

Tell me how I get rid of your attitude

I aint mad at you

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

And I'm back from it, was a long wait

I been thinking bout it all day

And I learned lessons from some mistakes

But when I'm right here, I don't miss takes

Once again I go the hard way

Shots shot from a long way

Airwaves

Champagne

All day

Always

Sometimes make the pen break

Sometimes feel its all love

Many times feel its all fake

Talk to momma bout the self blame

Talk to pops about the long game

Talk to baby bout the small thangs

I got big dreams, but its all fate

Timing gave my ass a tall plate

Trynna eat it but its not safe

I could tell you what the cops say

Or I could tell you what I really think

I could tell you what I want from this, I got a lot to give

Wanna make you feel, but thats my whole thing

Tell me what I have to do

Addy has me mixing up my chemicals

Tell me how I get rid of your attitude

I aint mad at you

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Tell me what I have to do

Addy has me mixing up my chemicals

Tell me how I get rid of your attitude

I aint mad at you

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?

Whats your longitude?

Whats your latitude?