Caskey - Feelings lyrics
[Caskey - Feelings lyrics]
In the kitchen and it's Taysty
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
Yeah, weight of my city, I carried it
All of that hatred I buried it
Look at me now
Can’t play with thе hustle, you marry it
Put down the drink but my
Life is still vеry lit
On level 11 and levelin’
If I try hide all the evidence
Way that I’m blessed is
Still more than evident
Twenty-six hunnid I spent on a letterman
Bought it and wore it to
Places you’ve never been
Reason why I’m never settlin’
If there’s a God, he put me through hell
But I still can’t let the devil in
I thought would it help if
I talked to the reverend
But cashin’ the check was the medicine
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
Get out your feelings, you tryna conceal ’em
I got outta mine and then I got back to
The grind and then straight to the millions
Some friends are resilient
And others chameleon not someone to rob
My homies they tied to the
Mob like they mama Sicilian
Prada and Louis V
Man, the luggage Dior and I’m too elite
Couldn’t make this much money off UberEats
Y’all see what the fuck I could do to beats
Plus I gotta make sure my producer eats
Ain’t a plan B
Money the only thing understand me
Back when I was ridin’ in a Camry
Ain’t nobody come ’round but the family
It’s okay if they don’t understand it
I know that I got it, I planned it
I made this a brand
But I came so far away from
When I was just Brandon
Stand on my own ’cause when
They said that they
Was gon’ ride they was leavin’ me stranded
Got the world in my hands
Remember when I was just empty handed
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
Yeah, weight of my city, I carried it
All of that hatred I buried it
Look at me now
Can’t play with thе hustle, you marry it
Put down the drink but my
Life is still vеry lit
On level 11 and levelin’
If I try hide all the evidence
Way that I’m blessed is
Still more than evident
Twenty-six hunnid I spent on a letterman
Bought it and wore it to
Places you’ve never been
Reason why I’m never settlin’
If there’s a God, he put me through hell
But I still can’t let the devil in
I thought would it help if
I talked to the reverend
But cashin’ the check was the medicine
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings
Get out your feelings, you tryna conceal ’em
I got outta mine and then I got back to
The grind and then straight to the millions
Some friends are resilient
And others chameleon not someone to rob
My homies they tied to the
Mob like they mama Sicilian
Prada and Louis V
Man, the luggage Dior and I’m too elite
Couldn’t make this much money off UberEats
Y’all see what the fuck I could do to beats
Plus I gotta make sure my producer eats
Ain’t a plan B
Money the only thing understand me
Back when I was ridin’ in a Camry
Ain’t nobody come ’round but the family
It’s okay if they don’t understand it
I know that I got it, I planned it
I made this a brand
But I came so far away from
When I was just Brandon
Stand on my own ’cause when
They said that they
Was gon’ ride they was leavin’ me stranded
Got the world in my hands
Remember when I was just empty handed
I want the rose interior
I think I know why they curious
I’m never takin’ ’em serious
The car like the Fast and Furious
There’s plenty more commas than periods
Horsepower, I sit in a chariot
Man, I went so hard for a check
Now the money too heavy to carry it
I'ma ball hard for them millions
’til I’m on top of that buildin’
Too much ra ra, I don’t hear it
All these knots, thought I was dealin’
I done logged off of that chillin’
Dog, my network what I’m buildin’
Man, they all salty I’m winnin’
Y’all should get the fuck out your feelings