Still In My Feelings
Hopped up in my bag then I flamed it up
Blazing like I'm Portland like I got Dame wit us
Stayed up in my feelings I still feel the pain
Said she aint strong enough can't stand the rain
Intentions 4sure is pure
I never meant to cause you pain
I gotta open doors
They couldn't stand the rain
I been translucent with all of my feelings
This shit right here gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
Im all about my cheese I feel like I'm Sicilian
Hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings
This shit right here is gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
I hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings now
In my feelings I aint asking do you love me
Money on ya mind don't put that shit above me
Money on my mind skull full of dollar signs
Scars from the pain that I'm feeling all the time
Take off lampshades cuz we gonna shine
Make sure you respect yaself before you cross dat line
Im back up on my grind
Bag alert we all gotta feast so I'm not gone hurt
Bag alert we all gonna eat so we not gone hurt
I been translucent with all of my feelings
This shit right here gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
Im all about my cheese I feel like I'm Sicilian
Hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings
This shit right here is gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
I hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings now
Blazing like I'm Portland like I got Dame wit us
Stayed up in my feelings I still feel the pain
Said she aint strong enough can't stand the rain
Intentions 4sure is pure
I never meant to cause you pain
I gotta open doors
They couldn't stand the rain
I been translucent with all of my feelings
This shit right here gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
Im all about my cheese I feel like I'm Sicilian
Hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings
This shit right here is gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
I hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings now
In my feelings I aint asking do you love me
Money on ya mind don't put that shit above me
Money on my mind skull full of dollar signs
Scars from the pain that I'm feeling all the time
Take off lampshades cuz we gonna shine
Make sure you respect yaself before you cross dat line
Im back up on my grind
Bag alert we all gotta feast so I'm not gone hurt
Bag alert we all gonna eat so we not gone hurt
I been translucent with all of my feelings
This shit right here gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
Im all about my cheese I feel like I'm Sicilian
Hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings
This shit right here is gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone make me some millions
I hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings now
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Writer(s): Monte Reed
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