French The Kid - Can't Feel My Face lyrics

(How's your love life?)
Look

I got cuffed on a GBH
Yeah, they know my face in the interview room
And I swear I'm gonna win my race
Tell the gods and the greats
That I better not lose
I want a stack from the ground to the moon
Relax, I got tracks coming in real soon
I just wanna make a track right now
While you're there sitting down with
Your girl on Zoom
Still we getting money in, basic
I got cuffed when I punched up a racist
Northfaces, I got locked for the day shift
And I don't really want these bands on me
Fuck that, I want these bands on we
Never cuffed no slag, never cuffed no fiend
Come a long way from a track and a dream
Know I stack bands up for
The tracks and the beats

I swear that she bellin' my line
Tellin' me she loves my wave
Got the big shh in my broski's ride
Don't push us, my bro don't play
Baby, I can't feel my face
Voddy in my cup, and I feel okay
Got the mob like I'm Frankie White
I hit deep like a tidal wave
I swear that she bellin' my line
Tellin' me she loves my wave
Got the big shh in my broski's ride
Don't push us, my bro don't play
Baby, I can't feel my face
Voddy in my cup, and I feel okay
Got the mob like I'm Frankie White
My girl sweet like a crème brûlée

Me and Paddy and M in the back of the club
With a drink, yeah, I feel so waved
Got no room for the bud
Just voddy in my cup with the boys
And I feel okay
Lift up the shh like Mexican wave, olè, olè
Posh girls in the hood wants know my face
Back out the champagne, olè, olè
I got the street in my heart and my blood
But I really wanna get another option out
Got this dream in my head and my brain
But it really ain't the same
Till I lose my doubts
Got this drink in my cup
Never win till I'm up
And I swear there ain't no love no more
Never sat like ducks, I don't give no fucks
If I ride then I break the law
If I ride then my girl breaks down
Press on the gas like whoosh
Spin the car twice when we roll around
And cut the car up like it's stolen now
I don't care 'cah I'm chosen now
I don't care 'bout the chosen sound
I'ma grind till I can't feel life
Got a house and a wife in an alright town
(How's your real love life?)

I swear that she bellin' my line
Tellin' me she loves my wave
Got the big shh in my broski's ride
Don't push us, my bro don't play
Baby, I can't feel my face
Voddy in my cup, and I feel okay
Got the mob like I'm Frankie White
I hit deep like a tidal wave
I swear that she bellin' my line
Tellin' me she loves my wave
Got the big shh in my broski's ride
Don't push us, my bro don't play
Baby, I can't feel my face
Voddy in my cup, and I feel okay
Got the mob like I'm Frankie White
My girl sweet like a crème brûlée