Skyzoo, Kay Cola - The Feeling lyrics

I keep it realer than most
I know you feel it
High off the allure where the
Hopes go thru the ceiling
Ride until we all got dough
Stuffed in the ceiling
Spade throughout the day so the hopes that
I'm revealing are more honest than ever
We keep it honest together
And on 100 like the pedal I'm
On top with these leathers
Playa these are Michael Toschi's
Easy I be low key
And if you heard that new either
It's now you kno me or you knew from before
On my back, the flyest clothes cause if I
Flew through the store
My splurge is just to cover
My nerves over these turns
You see they lead us to this road we get on
Then we collide but for now
Life close your eyes and, feel this long
All 9 and a half and since the day before
Christmas rewriting my path
Is all I ever really did, and still
SK drowning models his wave
And if mufuckas ain't talking them duckets
Then what they saying

Even if it ain't sunny shit
It ain't no different
My passenger side still looks like Erica Mena
Well shorty, "where you disappear to son?"
I'm wit the winners
Putting myself in a position like
No one that's living i'm living
The ill street blues will get your stomach
Turning like what the word is?
Until that word will make your
Peoples get to turning
Fool, I'm thorough, pick any borough
Nobody word it
How I do so my promise to you
Is to paint you murders you feeling it?
To all the girls who bought the tape
Cause they thought I was cute
And a month later I'm the reason
For all that they knew
Who say they understand they man off
Of all that I threw
Now bid adieu to what you used to like
And to all the corners, all the servers
All the shooter types
Who said it made sense after they heard
Me and I threw 'em light, hovering
These fake rappers can't really
Kno I'm loving it you feeling it?

What y'all ain't heard that SK got it
This Ace of Spade will have
Your favorite rappers table watching
I keep it tight for all the
Nights my mama showed support
She saw me dreaming but my scheming
That was low of course, right?
You see them dreams that I used to have
Was really nightmares that I needed
To be shooting past man y'all don't feel me
But the joints kno what we about
Long as the denim is expensive
I can peel her out
I'm so confused, ok I'm getting weeded now
And I don't smoke but off these
Hopes I might need that now
Like just once in a blue with
A biddie in the room
And she's rolling up a rello for
My sober mind to cut through
We start to blow it down
Her eyes low but they telling
Me to stroke her out
I free my mind, free her body
Then I close the round
Take one more toke then that haze alone now
It got me going, for real