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Mayalino – This Feeling lyrics
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
You know I, untape it, break it, put it in my pick up
Straight drop is good, put it in the hood, you know I fuckin bleed them
50 blocks you know I sell em, 50 shots you know I hit them
Homicide tryina find they witness
Get your nose about my bizness
This feeling I get when nobody shit
Can’t hold back spitting this shit
Condos, cars, all these …mall,
Tattoos on my neck, tattoos on my arm
Take a day now, brother by a homie
I got 3 mill and my grandma’s …and my brother’s oldest from cocaine ball out
Motherfuckers to the fish show up, big leech motherfucker
I ain’t selling bricks so fuck a undercover
Brick on the rent, bowtie on the rims,
Drop top charger pop trunk and shit
I’m a prowler on the coup, same color on the rez
Get more rubber bands, get more duffle bags
Cause I sorta on the thangs, we ain’t going home yet
Till my baby mama coming here, count this shit
Cause we ain’t going home till we count this shit
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I can’t fight the feeling, all this balling
Amg kid the benzes, I’m crawling, 2. 2 off the scale I’m tossing
Dope boy authentic like a retro Jordan
Sweat shirt and hair and bone like too shorted
2012 version of too short bitch
Portraits in my fortress, cost 40 grands they caused it
That’s art money, you don’t give a fuck, but that painting inside
Where the vote is
Porsches, I got up nauseous, stay talking that raw shit
We throwing bread at them bird bitches,
They fighting over like vultures
Louis Vuitton in my home closet, fuck you talking bout foreign deposits
You came for now, I fly them in, you gotta sign for em, but they won’t drop it
Now boy stop it, my bitch shopping
My niggas copin’ these continentals, these tops dropping
No doubt we showin out, they show an tell
Middle finger to you hating niggas and the feds too, they can go to hell
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
You know I, untape it, break it, put it in my pick up
Straight drop is good, put it in the hood, you know I fuckin bleed them
50 blocks you know I sell em, 50 shots you know I hit them
Homicide tryina find they witness
Get your nose about my bizness
This feeling I get when nobody shit
Can’t hold back spitting this shit
Condos, cars, all these …mall,
Tattoos on my neck, tattoos on my arm
Take a day now, brother by a homie
I got 3 mill and my grandma’s …and my brother’s oldest from cocaine ball out
Motherfuckers to the fish show up, big leech motherfucker
I ain’t selling bricks so fuck a undercover
Brick on the rent, bowtie on the rims,
Drop top charger pop trunk and shit
I’m a prowler on the coup, same color on the rez
Get more rubber bands, get more duffle bags
Cause I sorta on the thangs, we ain’t going home yet
Till my baby mama coming here, count this shit
Cause we ain’t going home till we count this shit
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I can’t fight the feeling, all this balling
Amg kid the benzes, I’m crawling, 2. 2 off the scale I’m tossing
Dope boy authentic like a retro Jordan
Sweat shirt and hair and bone like too shorted
2012 version of too short bitch
Portraits in my fortress, cost 40 grands they caused it
That’s art money, you don’t give a fuck, but that painting inside
Where the vote is
Porsches, I got up nauseous, stay talking that raw shit
We throwing bread at them bird bitches,
They fighting over like vultures
Louis Vuitton in my home closet, fuck you talking bout foreign deposits
You came for now, I fly them in, you gotta sign for em, but they won’t drop it
Now boy stop it, my bitch shopping
My niggas copin’ these continentals, these tops dropping
No doubt we showin out, they show an tell
Middle finger to you hating niggas and the feds too, they can go to hell
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
I know I can’t hold back this feeling I have inside me
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