Dom Kennedy - Feelin' It lyrics

(TROY NoKA) Why you thinking half empty? I fill my cup Yeah theses haters gon envy, like Troy gon cut Still got them big wheels, like toys R us Pull up like the Flintstones with the wood grain Been having hoes on me since pinky and the brain sh** Swerve on these clowns like im bruce wayne sh** Bomb on theses n***as like Klu Klux Klan sh** These rappers soft as my nubuck tims Beats hot like the summer, vegas sunny days I grip franklins, while yaw paper just run away Maybe its the vapors or that b**ha**-ness Heres a toast to my haters This sh** cla**ic This is for my players, hustlers, dealers Real bad b**hes with they mind on they figures If you feeling so fresh, put ya hands in the sky We gon shine like the fourth of july Feeling so fly I can touch the sky You know im feeling it (DOM KENNEDY) Players, hoes, money, gold A 650 bemer tell me where you wanna go We headed back to vegas never do much sleeping She ain't got a man, never do much cheating Champagne gang spend to much drinking She wanna tongue kiss we don't do much speaking French papers hella weed If she not smoking tell her leave Who that, who that telling me She take cold showers to my last LP Uh uh Then she told me im her favorite rapper And then she showed me im her favorite rapper (TROY NoKA) This is for my players, hustlers, dealers Real bad b**hes with they mind on they figures If you feeling so fresh, put ya hands in the sky We gon shine like the fourth of july Feeling so fly I can touch the sky You know im feeling it