Lil Sace - Feel This Way текст песни

Текст песни Feel This Way - Lil Sace




I don't wanna feel this way, I felt this way before
If I take this xan, I'ma fuck around and float
Niggas, they be hatin' on me, lookin' like a joke
I know they just be frontin, they don't really want no smoke
Bronem pulled up with that strap tucked, let them bullets poke
Then he turned into a dancer, dancin' in this hoe
And I put that on my grandson, I be in my glow
I be totin' on my damn gun wherever I go
Sippin' purple down my mind, gone, had to take some time off
They wonderin' what I'm on, treat me different cause I'm up
Sippin' lean, it got me stuck, I be takin' all these drugs
Almost got a lot of luck, sip moscato out the cup
I can never get enough, so what
Every day I'm gettin' drunk, oh why
I swear that I had enough, oh no
The opps said they had enough, on go
I know, yeah, I know it's been a while
I'm reachin' for the same thing every single time
We been on the same thing why I gotta lie
I swear they gon' miss me if I ever die
I don't wanna feel this way no more
I don't wanna feel this way no more
I don't wanna feel this way no more
Nah, I don't wanna feel this way no more
I know, yeah, I know it's been a while
Every time I'm sippin' lean, I sip straight out the bottle
Everybody know that my girl, she a model
Push it to the limit, I'ma go full throttle
These niggas silver spooned like Demi Lovato
Did it on my own, I did it on my own
I did it on my own, I did it on my own
I did it on my own, I did it on my own
I did it on my own, yeah, I did it on my own
Pull up with that fye tucked, run up, then you done
Said, you don't want no drama, pussy outta luck
Every day I'm countin' commas, stackin' up my guap
If he really wanna talk tough, line him up with chalk
Nah, I don't wanna feel this way, sippin' lean like lemonade
Still stay in the R.I.P. Tre, for the opps, I'm self-made
Pussy niggas, bitch made, tell them, get up out my way
I don't wanna feel this way, I felt this way before
If I take this xan, I'ma fuck around and float
Niggas, they be hatin' on me, lookin' like a joke
I know they just be frontin, they don't really want no smoke
Bronem pulled up with that strap tucked, let them bullets poke
Then he turned into a dancer, dancin' in this hoe
And I put that on my grandson, I be in my glow
I be totin' on my damn gun wherever I go
Sippin' purple down my mind, gone, had to take some time off
They wonderin' what I'm on, treat me different cause I'm up
Sippin' lean, it got me stuck, I be takin' all these drugs
Almost got a lot of luck, sip moscato out the cup
I can never get enough



Авторы: Khalil Alya



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