Feelin a Way
Feelin a way, feelin some type of way
Yeah She made me feel strange
Yeah she made me feel strange
I'm walkin away
Yeah I'm feelin the pain
Yeah I'm goin at it, goin at it all day
With these emotions intact
Yeah I know that am not, fit for the occasion
Makin these billions
Finna jus make'em
Flex on my bank
Tell'em like me
Yea it's never the case
And these point's I'ma make
I'ma grind to my bank
Til they tell me to get lost
For the money I make
All these bitches is fake
Tell them I was never faking
No I can't, jus can't relate
You're livin a lie, kicks realer than your livin
I be ballin, stack beyond the ceiling
Let's get this clear, I'm always winnin
Hatin on me gon get you disliked
Yeah I'm ballin towards any goal that I like
Yeah ballin to be, as rich as can be
Yeah ballin to see, how quick they switch up
Up the fire and blow yeah we callin it smoke
Won't you call the firefighters
We fightin fire
Go, go spend a bag
Yea I'll make it right back
They really had the nerve to tell me that I'll never be
This or that, like where you're brain at
And to be honest my mind some where that defeats all logic
Evil in me
Fightin demons in me
Feelin some type of way
Feelin some type of way
Feeling a way, feelin some type of way
Yeah She made me feel strange
Yeah she made me feel strange
I'm walkin away
Yeah I'm feelin the pain
Yeah I'm goin at it, goin at it all day
With these emotions intact
Yeah I know that am not, fit for the occasion
Yeah She made me feel strange
Yeah she made me feel strange
I'm walkin away
Yeah I'm feelin the pain
Yeah I'm goin at it, goin at it all day
With these emotions intact
Yeah I know that am not, fit for the occasion
Makin these billions
Finna jus make'em
Flex on my bank
Tell'em like me
Yea it's never the case
And these point's I'ma make
I'ma grind to my bank
Til they tell me to get lost
For the money I make
All these bitches is fake
Tell them I was never faking
No I can't, jus can't relate
You're livin a lie, kicks realer than your livin
I be ballin, stack beyond the ceiling
Let's get this clear, I'm always winnin
Hatin on me gon get you disliked
Yeah I'm ballin towards any goal that I like
Yeah ballin to be, as rich as can be
Yeah ballin to see, how quick they switch up
Up the fire and blow yeah we callin it smoke
Won't you call the firefighters
We fightin fire
Go, go spend a bag
Yea I'll make it right back
They really had the nerve to tell me that I'll never be
This or that, like where you're brain at
And to be honest my mind some where that defeats all logic
Evil in me
Fightin demons in me
Feelin some type of way
Feelin some type of way
Feeling a way, feelin some type of way
Yeah She made me feel strange
Yeah she made me feel strange
I'm walkin away
Yeah I'm feelin the pain
Yeah I'm goin at it, goin at it all day
With these emotions intact
Yeah I know that am not, fit for the occasion
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