03 Greedo - Feelings lyrics

I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
Niggas be all in their feelings
That’s why I got me a feeling

I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
Niggas be all in their feelings
That’s why I got me a feeling

Touch screen everything, all the bling, bling
Nelly Furtado type of body fuck that ching
Ching
Trade jams with the gold for my grimy things
Buddha man they get they clothes
And I ain’t talkin’ Gs
Now I gotta speak in code
Cause they be watchin’ me
They been sayin’ we all GOAT
I’m like probably
Niggas wanna fuck my hoe, wanna copy me
Call me Blood before a job with me
Remember you wanted some drawers
And had no broccoli?
And you pulled up on yo lil plug
And got a lot from me?
Remember when I did that time you
Tried to hide from me?
Ain’t had no Glock for me
Wouldn’t even lie for me
I’ma pull a Suge Knight and
Hang you off a balcony
Can't even do that shit you know
They got it out for me
I seen you tweeting bout the piece
I know you scared to shoot police
The only time you vouch for me is
When they lookin’ round for me

I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
Niggas be all in their feelings
That’s why I got me a feeling

I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
Niggas be all in their feelings
That’s why I got me a feeling

I can see you pussy niggas from the bars
Hotel top floor
(whoa, whoa, high as a blimp)
When I step out of my
Car, pretty bitches hop out
Open up my doors
(whoa, whoa, just like a player, yeah)
Trappin’ and wrappin’ then things up
If you ain’t talkin’ rappin’ I hang up
Start doin’ numbers you change up
Your homie gon’ turn to a stranger
Some niggas bang with their guns
Some niggas bang with their fingers
You might look up some niggas and
Bitches who don’t give a fuck
Still let you hang out
They only around cause you dangerous
They only around cause you famous
Gold in my mouth, I got hoes in the South
Mid-west sittin’ at the house
Everyone be acting out
And they hate that, wanna be me
Figured it out i got a million bucks
Nigga wanna dress like me
Fly high like me, low life, ask me
Straight lane muggin’ out
What the fuck is that about
How the fuck you know my name
I be fuckin’ up the game

I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
Niggas be all in their feelings
That’s why I got me a feeling

I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
I got a feeling these niggas in touch
With the people in federal buildings
Niggas be all in their feelings
That’s why I got me a feeling