Текст песни Feelin Like

Like the nigga selling dope, investigation surveillance, life under the scope
They waiting to see me fail, I’m waiting on this boat
Dime me up in the sales love, I got somewhere to go
Dress like I drill it, didn’t have no plans
Like rolex, maybe a chain, teacher, sweatpants, bumping that juicy j bands will make her
But she made it shaking, I ain’t even have to pay her
And you know me, keep it og, like the reefer and my paper
Got them suckers under guns infrared laser
Me, I’m under the sun, sports car racing
Everyday we come up with some more amazing playership

[Hook]
Strolling my rose more when I step through the door
And I’m rolling up smoke everywhere I be
Feeling like I can have any bitch I want
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me, yeah, yeah
Strolling my rose more when I step through the door
And I’m rolling up smoke everywhere I be

Wake up, thank the man I’m still alive
Freshen up, get dressed, pick which car I’ma drive
Backing up my driveway, all the medicants
Couple automatic assesses are killing my estate
I don’t know what I done, niggas mad at me
I brought a couple nightstand, thought you’ll be happy
But niggas wishing they hear that somebody kidnap me
You want me die cause your girl tryina get at me
Nigga stop, it’s a world full of mine
You wasting time worrying bout mine, forget on it
Nigga grind several times I was told I would be next to shine
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[Hook]
Strolling my rose more when I step through the door
And I’m rolling up smoke everywhere I be
Feeling like I can have any bitch I want
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me, yeah, yeah
Strolling my rose more when I step through the door
And I’m rolling up smoke everywhere I be

When the club letting out I’ma pass in front
You all in your girl’s face hoping she don’t see
Can’t see you can’t police her, she gonn do what she want
Love just wanna fuck and smoke some good ass weed
She in the building nothing else, cleaning my bathroom
I’m sinking my iPhone to show her my tv
And even all the way on, niggas ain’t even seen
Nothing yet, jet, traps, fools, you see I’m mean
Talking tap corvettes, zero one time speed
It’s a check at the finish line every time I need
Every dime don’t spend, hounds them hoes be
How to get them so firstly I get me

[Hook]
Strolling my rose more when I step through the door
And I’m rolling up smoke everywhere I be
Feeling like I can have any bitch I want
Feeling like all these hoes in this bitch want me, yeah, yeah
Strolling my rose more when I step through the door
And I’m rolling up smoke everywhere I be
When the club letting out I’ma pass in front
You all in your girl’s face hoping she don’t see