Feelin' Good
Get out the bed, i'm taking my time
Take me a shower, refresh & rewind
I do my hair, it's full and defined
Get my skin care, my face is my life
I walk outside, yeah I got the juice
That Vita. D is hitting me i'm keeping my bones healthy
I eat my greens, i'm full & complete
I'm feeling good, feeling blessed and on my Steez
Baby I'm rising and blossoming into a wonder flower
I got no cares and no worries, dang how I got these powers?
I hurdle over all them cowards under me
Bitch bow to the king
Flick my wrist make it swish
Break your ankles with a kiss
Wandering through this trail to the other side
My bones they may break but I'm stronger guys
I flex way too hard I apologize
That is my pasta with Garlic no Parmesan
Baby I fly like a butterfly
Got me an Oppa I'm flying right through the skies
Ain't nothing you'll tell me that's otherwise
Otherwise all of the fakes they will multiply
Living life, yeah i'm feeling good
Doing my thing like I really should
Crossing my bridge it my kill you, Uhh
You sure you want that type of pressure? No
I'm topping you ain't on my level boul
And you's not a hoe you's a shovel
I'm black and I'm proud I'm a rebel
I might just be packing a 9 full of ammo
Like wait a minute
M-O-J-I he independent
Acquired a taste that's real expensive
And I keep myself hidden my windows tinted
I'm full of surprises you hear them crickets?
Cuz the crowd never realized I have no limits
Yeah I'm fly, I'm that guy
The land is yours but the world mine so I gots to
Take me a shower, refresh & rewind
I do my hair, it's full and defined
Get my skin care, my face is my life
I walk outside, yeah I got the juice
That Vita. D is hitting me i'm keeping my bones healthy
I eat my greens, i'm full & complete
I'm feeling good, feeling blessed and on my Steez
Baby I'm rising and blossoming into a wonder flower
I got no cares and no worries, dang how I got these powers?
I hurdle over all them cowards under me
Bitch bow to the king
Flick my wrist make it swish
Break your ankles with a kiss
Wandering through this trail to the other side
My bones they may break but I'm stronger guys
I flex way too hard I apologize
That is my pasta with Garlic no Parmesan
Baby I fly like a butterfly
Got me an Oppa I'm flying right through the skies
Ain't nothing you'll tell me that's otherwise
Otherwise all of the fakes they will multiply
Living life, yeah i'm feeling good
Doing my thing like I really should
Crossing my bridge it my kill you, Uhh
You sure you want that type of pressure? No
I'm topping you ain't on my level boul
And you's not a hoe you's a shovel
I'm black and I'm proud I'm a rebel
I might just be packing a 9 full of ammo
Like wait a minute
M-O-J-I he independent
Acquired a taste that's real expensive
And I keep myself hidden my windows tinted
I'm full of surprises you hear them crickets?
Cuz the crowd never realized I have no limits
Yeah I'm fly, I'm that guy
The land is yours but the world mine so I gots to
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Writer(s): D'andre Smith
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