Laura Reed - Feeling Good lyrics

I met the Father and the Son, he told me the summer's mine He said mi casa es su casa, boy you gon' be just fine I ain't ever get that Benz that I used to rap about And my son going through pampers like they going outta style I'm good, I'm gucci 'cause Tedashii hit me up He said him and his family cool and I think that that's enough I make a toast to the haters, why you wanna hate us 'Cause all I want to do is serve the Lord and make a banger You sittin' on mils, I'm only sittin' on bills And gas prices ain't going down in the 'ville But hey, what can I say, it's a pretty day I buy a honey bun and throw about ten in the tank Bend some corners in the whip, wipe the crumbs off my lips And I'm riding around town to see how far I can get I ain't got everything, but that's ok with me 'Cause bro something in my heart say this is where I'm supposed to be I ain't wearin' platinum yet, but my momma think I made it Everything the Lord gave me I can share with my homies So I'm feeling good feeling great Yeah, I'm feeling good feeling great I'll turn down a milli if you won't let me raise my babies I don't think money is everything, you can call me crazy But I'm feeling good feeling great Yeah, I'm feeling good feeling great I'm straight, I'm good Ain't got no twenties but ridin' in my hood I told my granny before she died I will survive And I won't make all good decisions but at least I'm gon' try She said just leave it in the hands of God And times is hard, stack some paper, try to leave it to the side, I said alright This for all y'all that ain't figured it out yet But you cool with letting the Lord pilot life's jet We going past the sky even if they pa** us by And the wise think we blind, can't see past the lie Well, I'll be a fool till the Lord call 'Cause the know-it-alls, I don't think they know at all I meet in town with Marco, he telling me his dreams We both barely broke and wouldn't trade it for a thing 'Cause we know when it's over, there'll be much more But the question is, what's your life for? I ain't wearin' platinum yet, but my momma think I made it Everything the Lord gave me I can share with my homies So I'm feeling good feeling great Yeah, I'm feeling good feeling great I'll turn down a milli if you won't let me raise my babies I don't think money is everything, you can call me crazy But I'm feeling good feeling great Yeah, I'm feeling good feeling great "Hey how you doin', Jones?" Man, nothing to complain about Just the average day where I can say that I made it out A black man with a good job and a fine spouse Couple genius kids, I'm fortunate to have a nice house I didn't climb out the crab bucket Where if they find out you grind out, they sit you down like timeout I'm an anomaly, rare, and a sight to see I'm pa**ed jail to get to Tennessee, but no monopoly Honestly no credit to me being one hundred My goal was to play the feeling, surely I woulda blunt it Surely I was a buster, I ain't exaggerating You might think that I'm joshing but I wouldn't have gave you anything Stingy and lazy, only God could have changed Chad Feeling better now 'cause I ain't carrying the same tag Earth is not my home, and God he made my day good I was like used plastic spoons, I woulda stayed hood I ain't wearin' platinum yet, but my momma think I made it Everything the Lord gave me I can share with my homies So I'm feeling good feeling great Yeah, I'm feeling good feeling great I'll turn down a milli if you won't let me raise my babies I don't think money is everything, you can call me crazy But I'm feeling good feeling great Yeah, I'm feeling good feeling great So good, yeahhhh...