Feel the Vybe

Feel The Vybe
I know what you feel inside
That's between you and I
Got space for you if you gone ride
I got clientele they gone buy
Hand on the Bible I still might lie no disrespect
I ain't tryna make phone calls going out and I can't even get em back
Feel the vybe
I want a check I want a bag I see why you mad but you on yo a
Bit I'm da bomb I'm like a frag grenade bomb I'm finna blast
She give me face got her lash on my pants
Saving my money imma add to the stash
Mama say slow down I'm moving too fast but I'm on they a ma I'm doin the the dash.
You ain't got no sauce you ain't doin no ballin gone bring them subs in
Ain't doin no half steppin my daddy said you gotta go all in
I remember them days I couldn't get to work I had to call in
Landlord keep banging on the door like what, like here we go again
Do what you do just to get you a bag, F They saying keep making em mad
What you got now,don't care what you had
Lost a few dogs it be making me sad
They out here and they sliming they mans, for a chain and a couple of bands
That done went thru a couple of hands
You got to be humble to hear what I'm saying

Feel The Vybe
I know what you feel inside
That's between you and I
Got space for you if you gone ride
I got clientele they gone but
Hand on the Bible I still might lie no disrespect
I ain't tryna make phone calls going out and I can't even get em back
Feel the vybe
I want a check I want a bag I see why you mad but you on yo a
Bit I'm da bomb I'm like a frag grenade bomb I'm finna blast
She give me face got her lash on my pants
Saving my money imma add to the stash
Mama say slow down I'm moving too fast but I'm on they a ma I'm doin the the dash.

Uma Show how to get you some money when you get it don't start acting funny
I was taught from the best and they told me to always just keep it 100
Gotta Toast to the nights we wasn't havin a dolla we was goin thru drama
I ain't trusting this bi I don't know what she on So I tell her to swallow
I got to get paper just in case I can have something to fall on
If you don't love me dont wait till tomorrow, I'm taking my chances down Tara
She feeling my vibe and my aura
She want to come home to a Baller
Let me hit in her brand new impala
Feel some type of way when I don't call her

Feel The Vybe
I know what you feel inside
That's between you and I
Got space for you if you gone ride
I got clientele they gone but
Hand on the Bible I still might lie no disrespect
I ain't tryna make phone calls going out and I can't even get em back
Feel the vybe
I want a check I want a bag I see why you mad but you on yo a
Bit I'm da bomb I'm like a frag grenade bomb I'm finna blast
She give me face got her lash on my pants
Saving my money imma add to the stash
Mama say slow down I'm moving too fast but I'm on they a ma I'm doin the the dash



Credits
Writer(s): Charles West Jr
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