Lyrics ALOMM/Feeling Like Tune - Cartier Jacob

Yea let's go let's go
Yea let's go let's go
Cartier
I gotta lot on mind
New AP can't waist my time
I gotta stay on my grind
Know ima star bitch I gotta shine
My diamonds they one of a kind
Cartier shades, niggas thinking im blind
Need me some peace of mind
Talking with God say he showing me signs
I gotta lotta plate
Love all my fans I just dropped my first tape
This bitch wanna go ona date
She eating me up like some steak 48
Only the real can relate
Moving the packs man I keep me some weight
Got away from the jakes
2019 gotta way jakes
That boy he shrimp call em bait
Keep me a 30
I keep me a K (Boom, Boom)
I'm sipping this dirty, in love with the drank
I'm showing no mercy, get hit with a tank
Told my mama don't worry, ima buss out the bank
Back then she would curve me
Now she getting spanked
And I'm having no worries, I swear that I'm straight
And I pop me a perky, now I'm feeling great

Cartier jay ona moon
Miss my old hood got me feeling like tune
I'm high as the ceiling, ballon
These niggas they hating cause I'm a tycoon
I'm hot like the summer in June
With the drugs in my system, think I gotta immune
I'm trana swim in her pool
Pussy so wet ima make it typhoon
That boy he joke he a fool
Trana put on a show when I know he cartoon
I can't abide by the rules
Rock star life bitch don't get it confused
This world just so wicked in cruel
Gotta watch for the demons I get em removed
Bad bitch with a stank attitude
I beat on the kitty she like it abused
Cartier undefeated, can't loose
And I'm having this guap man I feel like the Jews

I gotta lot on mind
New ap can't waist my time
I gotta stay on my grind
Know ima star bitch I gotta shine
My diamonds they one of a kind
Cartier shades, niggas thinking im blind
Need me some peace of mind
Talking with God say he showing me signs

Make me some bands ona wake up
Shout out lil allo bitch I got my cake up
Foreign lil bitch with no makeup
Brought her a tote man she want the MarcJacob's
I'm calling it quits gotta break up
Her new nigga weak told that boy get his weight up
I was downbad had to stay up
Granny told me boy you gotta stay prayed up

Smoking on thrax got me faded
Stay stress free man my life complicated
Man I just gotta stay gracious
For 7 lil siblings bitch I gotta make it
Percs and pills take it, I got her running she can't even take dick
Rocking this ksubi in Vegas
Know I'm a artist this picture I painted

I gotta stay on my grind
Know ima star bitch I gotta shine
My diamonds they one of a kind
Cartier shades, niggas thinking im blind
Need me some peace of mind
Talking with God say he showing me signs
I gotta lotta plate
Love all my fans I just dropped my first tape
This bitch wanna go ona date
She eating me up like some steak 48
Only the real can relate
Moving the packs man I keep me some weight
Got away from the jakes
2019 gotta way jakes
That boy he shrimp call some bait
Keep me a 30
I keep me a K
I'm sipping this dirty, in love with the drank
I'm showing no mercy, get hit with a tank
Told my mama don't worry, ima buss out the bank
Back then she would curve me
Now she getting spanked
And I'm having no worries, man I swear that I'm straight
And I pop me a perky, now I'm feeling great

Cartier jay ona moon
Miss my old hood got me feeling like tune
I'm high as the ceiling, ballon
These niggas they hating cause I'm a tycoon
I'm hot like the summer in June
With these drugs in my system, think I gotta immune