D.JONES - Feeling A Way lyrics

[Dave East:] They gon’ feel a way, regardless Everybody feel a way She feel a way He feel a way f** it though, n***a One life Middle fingers to the f** n***as that be feeling a way Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith I’m never tucking my chain, I put this sh** in yo’ face Middle fingers to the f** n***as that be feeling a way Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith I’m never tucking my chain, I put this sh** in yo’ face I put my flag on the left, just pay me in cash or a check I don’t owe nobody nothing and half of these n***as in debt I went to [?] with 80 and got all this sh** on my neck Uh, bust down the Patek Phillipe, when I pull up them n***as, they stressed Yo BM, she say I’m legend, she driving an Acura Legend No, you cannot ride through this section, I know that that sh** feel depressing If you do not have you a weapon, that sh** that you talking irrelevant Jeweler got me on some ice like penguin, this is as cold as I’ve ever been I feel like Moneybagg, I might go federal if I get caught with this medicine I used to trap out in Maryland, on campus like I was a terrapin No turban, we might get yo’ head wrapped Stop acting like you never said that Supreme got me rocking a red bag These foreigns be making the feds mad I got a youngin’, he only 16 but he walking around with a 30 He from my building but he play the lobby so early, his closet is dirty None of his clothes be designer, give him a pack, he gon’ line ya I used to give him consignment, he told me he think about rhymin’ Middle fingers to the f** n***as that be feeling a way Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith I’m never tucking my chain, I put this sh** in yo’ face Middle fingers to the f** n***as that be feeling a way Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith I’m never tucking my chain, I put this sh** in yo’ face [D. Jones:] I took a leap with no wings my n***a, just faith You don’t say my face, that’s hate I never f** with you n***as, that type of sh**’ll be fake My next move gon’ piss you off, just wait I been running off of fumes lately, on the low I’m exhausted I’m tryna guarantee we all eat, that’s just the meaning of boss sh** I shine like the sun with the flossers, I sit on a bench with the ballers I chill with the k**ers, I’m all in, plus with this glizzy, I’m awesome Ain’t nothing like me, I’m different Everyday my birthday, boy I’m gifted All my b**hes is foreign, they tripped in I created a wave, I ain’t fit in Basically, I built a boat, pushed it afloat, then told n***as to get in Then invited the b**hes, oh, we out for the riches I left with a plan and came back with a bag, oh, that’s how that work? b**hes’ll f** me now but they fronted when I had them stains on my shirt Benz caught at the vapors, All this sh**, you see they faces Middle finger to the haters, now let’s get back to this paper [Dave East:] Middle fingers to the f** n***as that be feeling a way Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith I’m never tucking my chain, I put this sh** in yo’ face Middle fingers to the f** n***as that be feeling a way Cameras all in the projects, feds building a case I got so tired of the train, now I kick it in a Wraith I’m never tucking my chain, I put this sh** in yo’ face