YaboiGrizz - Feel Lyrics

I'm feeling great
So it's f*ck how you feeling
Lawless young nigga
Now I'm chasing millions
Money piling high
It might touch the ceiling
My dogs check the clearance
I'm feeling great
So it's f*ck how you feeling

I'm feeling great
So it's f*ck how you feeling
Lawless young nigga
Now I'm chasing millions
Money piling high
It might touch the ceiling
My dogs check the clearance
So f*ck how you feeling

I still remember those trap nights
No food in the house
Gotta cash out
Bag after bag I mashed out
Major money making moves
Took the fast route
Young but ogs
Give respect now
Full throttle
Won't settle for less now
You say that's your shawty
Oh really my bad
She just sent a snap
With her ass out
Cause I'm all that she need
Dog you too lame
She attracted to gs
I come from a long line of people
Who ain't never had shit
So you know this pain been in my Genes,
In my Levi's I keep me a ting,
I'm pure with the aim,
I don't need no beam,
If I haven't ate, give you a Kobe,
If you don't know, that's 24 to your Bean
Nina attached me to me like it's Siamese
Woo
At 24
Walked on the lot for the second Time
Copped what i need
I wanted a coupe though
I was too tall
Got me a four door
But that bitch still clean
Now I'm sensing the hate
From the sideline
Side eye
Debo when they ride out
If a penny in pocket
I keep me a stickey
Gotta make the family proud
That's with me
I made my own lane
Question is
Who's traveling with me
Inked me a deal
Then I went independent
Got a bad chick
And she love to read
She study my ink
While I beat up the box
And after we finish
She always tell me
I'm her favorite thing to read about
Blow me a flute
Before she leave out
I was down on my ass
But I rebounded
Now I just ball
I'm making the call
Nigga my best friend is my Accountant
You know that it's straight
Ain't gotta count it

I'm feeling great
So it's f*ck how you feeling
Lawless young nigga
Now I'm chasing millions
Money piling high
It might touch the ceiling
My dogs check the clearance
I'm feeling great
So it's f*ck how you feeling

I'm feeling great
So it's f*ck how you feeling
Lawless young nigga
Now I'm chasing millions
Money piling high
It might touch the ceiling
My dogs check the clearance
So f*ck how you feeling