Vince Staples - Feelin' The Love lyrics

I wake up tryin' to dodge the cops just like my momma did Came home from school soon as I seen she was up out the crib Criminal Minded, mind your business if you wanna live Them n***as fiendin' for them luxuries they'll never get I took a couple women's love for me and hit a lick If she can't help me get up out the struggle, why I need the b**h? I need a million dollars for starters, been sick of sleepin' on the couch In this crowded apartment, them streets been in a f**in' drought I don't see the narcotics, it ain't no books up in this backpack I brought the revolver, I'm asking n***as where the cash at Tappin' they pockets That pocket rocket make a backpacker as soon as you blockin' You know the block is hot Wayne tried to tell them, one case away from felon Granny told me stay inside the house, a n***a should've listened Been punchin' out their faces with the hands that I pray with Money trees blowin' in the wind, I'm feeling the fragrance [Hook:] Is you feeling amazing? Yeah I'm feeling the love Hope I get to take it with me when my living is done Pray to God that he forgive me for the sinning I've done And I hear you cheering for me when my victory come Yeah I'm feeling the love [8x] 2006 I said I had to get my money right sh** I refuse to hear my stomach growl another night Might put that burner right up in your mouth and free your mind Then run your pockets, I ain't stoppin' 'til my kids is fine College was a plan of mine until I seen them fees Everything I ever needed, I done learned out on them streets Only price was loss of sleepin', homies plottin' so I keep it on me Closely play this game for keeps, I take the shot, you be the goalie Goals I gotta reach, but this girl up in my sheets asleep Mom up on her way to work, if she say bye before she leave Then this my last day on this earth, I'm way too young for plantin' seeds Is what she used to tell me, sh**, but when I ever listen? Played a lot of roles in life but never played the victim Never paid a toll for stripes, I earned them on them lonely nights Mac rounds tear the house down like a poltergeist Life is what you make it, just depend on how you roll the dice [Hook]