Styles P - Feels Good lyrics

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Styles P - Feels Good lyrics

Raised with the sharks, you lookin' for heart, you a scarecrow East Side Y.O Harlem Pablo and Peniro, the black version of Pesci and De Niro Rare breed, this era a buncha f**in' weirdos Glock nine extender on it come with the air holes Raised with the sharks, you lookin' for heart, you a scarecrow Yeah, be the villain or die the hero To keep it a buck, all my n***as started at zero Your face on a t-shirt, maybe up on a mural 'Cause n***as gettin' money or steady duckin' the bureau Now Givenchy and Louie V my apparel Catch 'em at the light and we do that n***a like Harold Menace to Society, hard time with sobriety Got my notoriety from talkin' like it's God in me Soul ain't for sale, ain't none of these n***as buyin' me Hammer on the side, ain't none of these n***as tryin' me Peaceful but I hit 'em with the iron, that's the irony Three-piece Dior tux on, they admire me Pay my dues, no room for losses Gets to new levels, I'm just here bossin' My life expensive, don't care what it's costin' Remember this, I'm forever flossin' Yeah, I got what I got 'cause I earned that sh** It cost a lot when you live like this Been through a lot just to get like this and feels like this Yeah, it feels like (this) Know that I plan to do it if I ain't did it yet If I ain't weighin' money on trucks, then I ain't get it yet You don't want the hammer to burn like a cigarette I'ma need a couple of feet, you ain't my n***a yet Who ya big homie, you turn Crip on the Internet Comin' out your face in traffic and bullets gon' intersect Radiator hot in the projects as I begin to sweat Two black chicks servin' back and forth with no tennis net Fly like we in a jet, let the iron fly like we interjects Ignorant n***as full of that intellect n***as is food and my n***as didn't get dinner yet Hit 'em in the core with the four 'cause we in the 'Vet Been a threat, watch what you sayin' like you can't die today Catch him while his family around him like it's a holiday Two Ninas, three-hundred bullets, just me and Holiday Sellin' green, I used to dream of makin' the powder play Pay my dues, no room for losses Gets to new levels, I'm just here bossin' My life expensive, don't care what it's costin' Remember this, I'm forever flossin' Yeah, I got what I got 'cause I earned that sh** It cost a lot when you live like this Been through a lot just to get like this and feels like this Yeah, it feels like (this) I know I said it feels like this And it feels like this