Gut Feeling
Yo
It's a gut feeling, looking in your eyes, need healing, I would idolize those who be sinning
And the smoke rise, got high ceilings
What's winning?
Gotta take mine, no hard feelings
Where your pride at when the love gone?
I've been cooped up, making love songs
If I love wrong does that make two?
I see witches cooking in the green room
Where the bliss at? What I miss most
Trade a good time for some fresh dough, when the moon lit, I can see ghosts, but I lay low
Take the wheel, but you can't drive, couldn't hack dying, so I stayed trying
Couple demons in the east stay lying, I can roll nines, put you on live
Shaking as I read the contract
Mic on, where the bars at?
I got sentimental for a mid pack
What you call that?
War in my pen, hate fights, gotta get right, but we still kids, hollow conversation, gotta check this
I got good aim, but a bad head
Free the frail man, play dead
Free the frail man, see red
Rise with the blind, fall with the rest, truth crying, you can't say it with your chest
bleed for a time, wait for the best
Rise with the blind, fall with the rest, truth crying, you can't say it with your chest, bleed for a time, wait for the best
It's a gut feeling, looking in your eyes, need healing, I would idolize those who be sinning
And the smoke rise, got high ceilings
What's winning?
Gotta take mine, no hard feelings
Where your pride at when the love gone?
I've been cooped up, making love songs
If I love wrong does that make two?
I see witches cooking in the green room
Where the bliss at? What I miss most
Trade a good time for some fresh dough, when the moon lit, I can see ghosts, but I lay low
Take the wheel, but you can't drive, couldn't hack dying, so I stayed trying
Couple demons in the east stay lying, I can roll nines, put you on live
Shaking as I read the contract
Mic on, where the bars at?
I got sentimental for a mid pack
What you call that?
War in my pen, hate fights, gotta get right, but we still kids, hollow conversation, gotta check this
I got good aim, but a bad head
Free the frail man, play dead
Free the frail man, see red
Rise with the blind, fall with the rest, truth crying, you can't say it with your chest
bleed for a time, wait for the best
Rise with the blind, fall with the rest, truth crying, you can't say it with your chest, bleed for a time, wait for the best
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Writer(s): Westside Junn
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