Something To Feel
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel
Uhh
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
I'm bossed up and feelin iconic
Movin like supersonic
Shoot with the stars and the comets
I'm cracking jokes in the comments
Came with the perfect of timing
Everything dipped in diamonds
I'm traveling changing the climate
I'm tryna kick it in Ghana
I'm not chasing women just commas
Haters gon watch try to line us
Me, moving too fast they behind us
Whoever want smoke, I'm fye it up
Ima stack bread let it pile up
You not on my level I'ma mile up
I been with the wave You just signed up
My garments you never could find em
Bussin like straight thru the condom
No time to stop and rewind it
We don't have too much in common
I grew up on Kool-Aid and ramen
Mmm for real Kool-Aid and ramen
Like I really did
Yeah, Yeah uh
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that I come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
I came up from nothing they hate it
Feel like I'm underrated
I'm bout to run out of patience
I'm blasting straight out the spaceship
I have control of the matrix
Switch up the bounce in my cadence
New whip gettin candy painted
Like different strands and flavors
Crush up the grabba in papers
The gas wake up all of the neighbors
I'm Ballin like the 2000 lakers
I'm too busy signing some waivers
I'm keeping it G and I'm player
I'm on the eastside In Decatur
She came right then left like the shakers
They don't want us to win they gon bait us
But I ain't seen nothing theres no allegations
Just me and my kid they won't separate us
Up on game I stay with the latest
You are now rocking with one of the greatest
You heard
No cap
It's wave
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that I come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
Oooh ooh
Oh
Oooh ooh
Oh
Oooh oooh
Oooooh
Ohhoohh
Oh, uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel
Uhh
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
I'm bossed up and feelin iconic
Movin like supersonic
Shoot with the stars and the comets
I'm cracking jokes in the comments
Came with the perfect of timing
Everything dipped in diamonds
I'm traveling changing the climate
I'm tryna kick it in Ghana
I'm not chasing women just commas
Haters gon watch try to line us
Me, moving too fast they behind us
Whoever want smoke, I'm fye it up
Ima stack bread let it pile up
You not on my level I'ma mile up
I been with the wave You just signed up
My garments you never could find em
Bussin like straight thru the condom
No time to stop and rewind it
We don't have too much in common
I grew up on Kool-Aid and ramen
Mmm for real Kool-Aid and ramen
Like I really did
Yeah, Yeah uh
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that I come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
I came up from nothing they hate it
Feel like I'm underrated
I'm bout to run out of patience
I'm blasting straight out the spaceship
I have control of the matrix
Switch up the bounce in my cadence
New whip gettin candy painted
Like different strands and flavors
Crush up the grabba in papers
The gas wake up all of the neighbors
I'm Ballin like the 2000 lakers
I'm too busy signing some waivers
I'm keeping it G and I'm player
I'm on the eastside In Decatur
She came right then left like the shakers
They don't want us to win they gon bait us
But I ain't seen nothing theres no allegations
Just me and my kid they won't separate us
Up on game I stay with the latest
You are now rocking with one of the greatest
You heard
No cap
It's wave
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that I come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
My music is something to feel
Her ass is something to feel
My swag is something to feel
My movement nothing could kill
I'm really stunting forreal
You know that i come with some skills
I put my meat on her grill
I never run on the bill
Oooh ooh
Oh
Oooh ooh
Oh
Oooh oooh
Oooooh
Ohhoohh
Oh, uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
I need something to feel uh
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Writer(s): Cornel Wallace
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