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WTM Scoob - How I Feel Lyrics



WTM Scoob - How I Feel Lyrics




I feel immortal when I got love around me
Thank the lord I don't need a thing everything inside me
I'm from the dirty glove it's a blessing that I ain't caught a body
I f*ck so many moguls I'm surprised one ain't got a baby by me
Yeah I miss that potion but I'm unfocused with that baby bottle
If she interfere with my motion imma tell my lil bae skedaddle
I hope you doing okay cuz I swear I been so great without you
I'm competing with me and most days I make myself the proudest
Steady smiling
Foreign driving
Bank deposits
Dress the oddest
Being modest super stylish
Closet full still going shopping
Feeling good fornicate a model
Rolling up a whole pound of ganja
I smoke away and solve my problems
Ice skating the beat I'm Sidney Crosby

I'm slick as water and my favorite girl hot as lava
Hot as fire
Let me know what you desire
Hustling since a youngin
Counting money on my training potty
My mama feared eviction that shit make me want to buy an island
I feel immortal when I got love around me
Thank the lord I don't need a thing everything inside me
I'm from the dirty glove it's a blessing that I ain't caught a body
I f*ck so many moguls I'm surprised one ain't got a baby by me
Stack it up like missiles
Blow it like tissue
Every day I pray for a life with no issues
Flow so cold I record in an igloo
Not a neurosurgeon but on your mental
She want to spend the night she gotta show her credentials
Knock the pussy out I hit it with jujitsu
She fell head over heels know she wants to give her son my same initials
I take risks in life to turn my dreams into the way I'm living
I had some friends go missing but I'm gracious motivation didn't
I kill them with success they face look hurt like ouuawayididit
(it feels good to be rich)
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English

I feel immortal when I got love around me
Thank the lord I don't need a thing everything inside me
I'm from the dirty glove it's a blessing that I ain't caught a body
I f*ck so many moguls I'm surprised one ain't got a baby by me
Yeah I miss that potion but I'm unfocused with that baby bottle
If she interfere with my motion imma tell my lil bae skedaddle
I hope you doing okay cuz I swear I been so great without you
I'm competing with me and most days I make myself the proudest
Steady smiling
Foreign driving
Bank deposits
Dress the oddest
Being modest super stylish
Closet full still going shopping
Feeling good fornicate a model
Rolling up a whole pound of ganja
I smoke away and solve my problems
Ice skating the beat I'm Sidney Crosby

I'm slick as water and my favorite girl hot as lava
Hot as fire
Let me know what you desire
Hustling since a youngin
Counting money on my training potty
My mama feared eviction that shit make me want to buy an island
I feel immortal when I got love around me
Thank the lord I don't need a thing everything inside me
I'm from the dirty glove it's a blessing that I ain't caught a body
I f*ck so many moguls I'm surprised one ain't got a baby by me
Stack it up like missiles
Blow it like tissue
Every day I pray for a life with no issues
Flow so cold I record in an igloo
Not a neurosurgeon but on your mental
She want to spend the night she gotta show her credentials
Knock the pussy out I hit it with jujitsu
She fell head over heels know she wants to give her son my same initials
I take risks in life to turn my dreams into the way I'm living
I had some friends go missing but I'm gracious motivation didn't
I kill them with success they face look hurt like ouuawayididit
(it feels good to be rich)
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Writer: Sydney Batie
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Performed By: WTM Scoob
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Sydney Batie

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