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Good Question? - Mike_feelin Lyrics



Good Question? - Mike_feelin Lyrics
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Borderline psycho
Let's call him Michael, Mike's 26
Mike plays with Tyco
He rides a blue bicycle, with a 3rd wheel it's a tricycle
5 g's for keys, he lines up in a haiku
Mike rolls dolo, cashmere polo
Karl Kani jeans
He stole from video soul oh
Donnie Simpson kicked him
Now Mike's limping
Civil suit is pending
Sherry's so livid
Vivid picture painted
Public opinion tainted
Mike race baited,
There's no debating
100 g's flat
My neck, and my back
Court is adjourned
Seville Cadillac
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
And I'm gone talk my shit
And I'm gone talk my shit
J gone talk your shit
I'm 90 from a 100
Ten for the fun of it Paperwork signed
Yeah, I guess you say I own this shit
Always on my humble shit
Forever on the run, I gets
Down for the crown, ditch the crowd, no more dummy shit
My babies gone get the world
The gift of knowledge
Diamond, pearls
Big boy, baby girl, the wife is set, all is gold
Platinum dreams, penny code, world is mine
I was bold
Scrap those memes, forge your role
This game is sold, never told
It'sJust what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
Started unfollowing ratchets on my IG page
Kick the demons out my house and started burning some sage
Free my mind from bondage and acknowledge I was the cage
Started speaking from the heart no matter who I engage
Now, Who is this you listening to
GOOD QUESTION?
Spreading good energy like a viral infection
Niggas play hard like a bad booty injection
Showing no affection
Always fake flexin
And when I have my best on
I have my smith and Wesson
I'm just a negro dressed in all negro
But wit a weapon
To send opposition to heaven but I'm not a revron
Stop looking sour like lemon boy and learn your lesson
It's my name they mention
In every conversation
Want to start altercation
But, the skin is Teflon
I have no obligation
To entertain condemnation
I'm here to put bass in your ear and move the congregation
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
And I'm gone talk my shit
And I'm gone talk my shit
J gone talk your shit
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Borderline psycho
Let's call him Michael, Mike's 26
Mike plays with Tyco
He rides a blue bicycle, with a 3rd wheel it's a tricycle
5 g's for keys, he lines up in a haiku
Mike rolls dolo, cashmere polo
Karl Kani jeans
He stole from video soul oh
Donnie Simpson kicked him
Now Mike's limping
Civil suit is pending
Sherry's so livid
Vivid picture painted
Public opinion tainted
Mike race baited,
There's no debating
100 g's flat
My neck, and my back
Court is adjourned
Seville Cadillac
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
And I'm gone talk my shit
And I'm gone talk my shit
J gone talk your shit
I'm 90 from a 100
Ten for the fun of it Paperwork signed
Yeah, I guess you say I own this shit
Always on my humble shit
Forever on the run, I gets
Down for the crown, ditch the crowd, no more dummy shit
My babies gone get the world
The gift of knowledge
Diamond, pearls
Big boy, baby girl, the wife is set, all is gold
Platinum dreams, penny code, world is mine
I was bold
Scrap those memes, forge your role
This game is sold, never told
It'sJust what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
Started unfollowing ratchets on my IG page
Kick the demons out my house and started burning some sage
Free my mind from bondage and acknowledge I was the cage
Started speaking from the heart no matter who I engage
Now, Who is this you listening to
GOOD QUESTION?
Spreading good energy like a viral infection
Niggas play hard like a bad booty injection
Showing no affection
Always fake flexin
And when I have my best on
I have my smith and Wesson
I'm just a negro dressed in all negro
But wit a weapon
To send opposition to heaven but I'm not a revron
Stop looking sour like lemon boy and learn your lesson
It's my name they mention
In every conversation
Want to start altercation
But, the skin is Teflon
I have no obligation
To entertain condemnation
I'm here to put bass in your ear and move the congregation
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
It's Just what I'm feeling
And I'm gone talk my shit
And I'm gone talk my shit
J gone talk your shit
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Writer: Alvin Saunders, Johnny Paden II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Good Question?
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Alvin Saunders, Johnny Paden II

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