My Feelings (feat. Triple V)

Deep down I don't feel right
Got bills to pay might fuck your wife
Make a move, change my life
Count Stacks call mom
Tell her your boy ham but he fucked around and he trust a bitch
Feelings I don't do that nah
I don't do that

Deep down I don't feel right
Got bills to pay might fuck your wife
Make a move, change my life
Count Stacks call mom
Tell her your boy ham but he fucked around and he trust a bitch
Feelings I don't do that nah
I don't do that

Fuck a bitch yo am tryna get the paper
Told my mum she can see me in December
I'm on my paper chasing so I gotta stay on the grind,
Block my phone don't call my phone
You can see me on vine
Paper chasing niggas always dreaming
So I gotta keep my hands up to the ceiling
Fuck a hater mehn I do it on my own
BIG rich nigga yo I'm steady in my zones
I told my plug he can bring that quarter bag
I'm tryna blow a zoot and yeah tryna get it fast
You see my niggas we outside and
We ready for whoever rookies that ain't with us
Run my digits up a nigga tryna live it up
I told my niggas get ready we about to fuck shit up
Me and triple v chilling in studio
He call me Big Maiks I call him hullio

Deep down I don't feel right
Got bills to pay might fuck your wife
Make a move, change my life
Count Stacks call mom
Tell her your boy ham but he fucked around and he trust a bitch
Feelings I don't do that nah
I don't do that

Deep down I don't feel right
Got bills to pay might fuck your wife
Make a move, change my life
Count Stacks call mom
Tell her your boy ham but he fucked around and he trust a bitch
Feelings I don't do that nah
I don't do that



Credits
Writer(s): Gyenom Daniel Gin-maikano
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