Feeling (feat. RJ, Joey Magic & Yung Billz)

Feeling, is it real? Baby tell me what's the deal Can you really feel the feel (Told FK, that it's our time) Feeling, is it real? Baby tell me what's the deal Can you really feel the feel? Ain't be sleeping at yard much, I got bars right here and a half us You're half hearted, that's half off Feel the king and I sign off I wanna think when the time's gone In parks laughing, we'd light bongs Now I just get high tryna right wrong She send me pics on her tight thong, that's wrong But I think I'm right, shell it if I got a mic Even with her in the club, then it's just for the night Ain't tryna find me a wife, why would I try Why would I put my heart on the line Fifteen all we did was crime Mate still do, but I left that grind And I still get tempted, see in my eyes The Jiggiest vibe Hey big head, I'm the silliest type And don't you lie, you saw me, I'm the Jiggiest guy Come through quick, see me in five And that's on that Sunday special, see me on live Jiggy on top, hit that jive Jogga bonito, when I dance, your life quite lethal Love is not fatal, not caine, you know I'm quite able Like games, but I don't like fables So what's the commotion You moving like you like Devotion To the streets, I know you're going Come around in the block again Took some time out, had to find my flow back Whack verses, delivered, tell me since when On my tunnel vision like Kodak Frank like Lucas Never needed a helping hand three sixty spin like Vince Carter Waving to haters just like Buddhists Still living the others like clueless Don't compare me to these niggas I know A nigga got a humble down, but on the low Different mojo In a pitch like Kojo Bro bro, getting these funds on a slow mo Fast forward down to the M.O Sturdy with it, what's Kante Without Ngolo Feeling, is it real? Baby tell me what's the deal Can you really feel the feel This feeling, is it real? Baby tell me what's the deal Can you really feel the feel How many niggas on god They said they were outside flipping the message They do not care how hard we are till we turn them cabbage Never average 442 we don't relate to no CDM Take risk and prosper, true say it's eight Been on the same mile like M Flipping the script On my fifty's , my Olivia telling me she wants a little bit Me and the gang, we connected like ties My nigga AP off the despee, it's lit We on this music ting just like Nitties Heads the expression, too legit to quit Just like Headie, too loyal for my own good The grind its steady Told her I've been through shit Still in the ends, them same old bits Still lose friends and I can't trust bits But pull up to mine, let's vibe and piff Like do what's right, but this ain't love There's no time for flings I get stressed and I'm writing things Mess all the time, answer the line I don't need what you think is love Mess in the night, missing the times I don't speak bout the shit we does She wanna find something like mine Off the lights, turn the speakers up Empty jeets and buds, weekend rough Told her we can't speak and trust Just trying to find a bitch and f*ck What She was like, babe, don't leave so soon So I just spun the coupe Go for a while and your best friends ride Feel like Kawhi, baby, what it do Told her that I'm not static Gotta keep moving, Matthew Wilder Gotta stick with the one-two magic Won't even gass it, I am him I'm trying to hide in a plane of sight Face paint on like I'm Sting This girl remind me of Mello The way she be chasing for that ring And I be chasing bags This ain't no game, not chasing tags No more ting and abundance So when it's time, just know I won't lack This feeling, is it real? Baby, tell me what's the deal Can you really feel the feel This feeling, is it real Baby, tell me what's the deal Can you really feel the feel