I live fresh, eat clean, life is everything
But f*ck your life if you don't like me
Come get your man, he wants to fight me
All because you're in my DMs for the piping
I can give it to you baby
But you've got to make a promise you won't get to acting crazy
The love shit gets me stressin'
I can't be ya man, girl I'm better as your best friend
I'm just focused on my happiness, the only time I'm happy's when
The money that I'm racking in, expanding on my dividends
Multiply and stackin' it
Ha ha
Multiply and stackin' it
I keep a Glock nine tucked up on my waist-line
Heard it through the grapevine, they plotting trynna take mine
Oh, is that right?
I'm piercing brass in your blood, what it taste like?
Self-made can't be made up in a factory
And they'll never take that from me
They all love me from the come up
But where was the love when I was working til the sun up?
Do you feel this girl?
Oh yeah
Aye
Now do you feel this girl?
Now do you feel this girl?
So lie with me, see these demons in my head
Are playing games with me, making me wish I was dead
But that's exactly what they want, oh shit I'm seeing red
But f*ck those thoughts right now only thing I need is bread
So I stay chasing paper with this money on my mind
I'm tryna bring my people with me so we stay on the grind
But ain't it funny how when I start to get the money
All the friends I never had, they come and get some from me
F*ck you, dog
Yeah, you can take a percent from me, my sanity
But the one thing that you never gone take away is the man in me
I had to see a bag for me, I put all my friends on a salary
I could've been here on my own, but all of us here is what I would rather see
The money that I'm making ain't coming from my family
I'm steadily putting in work, so one day my pops can say that he proud of me
Keep complaining that you're stuck in a rut
You can't do this, you can't do that, bitch I've heard it enough
I've been in the same spot 10 times over
And through every tough spot I came back 10 times bolder
Make a plan, stick to it and do it
For now, I'ma be here jamming this music like...
Do you feel this girl?
Oh yeah
Aye
Now do you feel this girl?
Now do you feel this girl?
Trace. & Mello - Do You Lyrics
Trace. & Mello - Do You Lyrics
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I live fresh, eat clean, life is everything
But f*ck your life if you don't like me
Come get your man, he wants to fight me
All because you're in my DMs for the piping
I can give it to you baby
But you've got to make a promise you won't get to acting crazy
The love shit gets me stressin'
I can't be ya man, girl I'm better as your best friend
I'm just focused on my happiness, the only time I'm happy's when
The money that I'm racking in, expanding on my dividends
Multiply and stackin' it
Ha ha
Multiply and stackin' it
I keep a Glock nine tucked up on my waist-line
Heard it through the grapevine, they plotting trynna take mine
Oh, is that right?
I'm piercing brass in your blood, what it taste like?
Self-made can't be made up in a factory
And they'll never take that from me
They all love me from the come up
But where was the love when I was working til the sun up?
Do you feel this girl?
Oh yeah
Aye
Now do you feel this girl?
Now do you feel this girl?
So lie with me, see these demons in my head
Are playing games with me, making me wish I was dead
But that's exactly what they want, oh shit I'm seeing red
But f*ck those thoughts right now only thing I need is bread
So I stay chasing paper with this money on my mind
I'm tryna bring my people with me so we stay on the grind
But ain't it funny how when I start to get the money
All the friends I never had, they come and get some from me
F*ck you, dog
Yeah, you can take a percent from me, my sanity
But the one thing that you never gone take away is the man in me
I had to see a bag for me, I put all my friends on a salary
I could've been here on my own, but all of us here is what I would rather see
The money that I'm making ain't coming from my family
I'm steadily putting in work, so one day my pops can say that he proud of me
Keep complaining that you're stuck in a rut
You can't do this, you can't do that, bitch I've heard it enough
I've been in the same spot 10 times over
And through every tough spot I came back 10 times bolder
Make a plan, stick to it and do it
For now, I'ma be here jamming this music like...
Do you feel this girl?
Oh yeah
Aye
Now do you feel this girl?
Now do you feel this girl?
But f*ck your life if you don't like me
Come get your man, he wants to fight me
All because you're in my DMs for the piping
I can give it to you baby
But you've got to make a promise you won't get to acting crazy
The love shit gets me stressin'
I can't be ya man, girl I'm better as your best friend
I'm just focused on my happiness, the only time I'm happy's when
The money that I'm racking in, expanding on my dividends
Multiply and stackin' it
Ha ha
Multiply and stackin' it
I keep a Glock nine tucked up on my waist-line
Heard it through the grapevine, they plotting trynna take mine
Oh, is that right?
I'm piercing brass in your blood, what it taste like?
Self-made can't be made up in a factory
And they'll never take that from me
They all love me from the come up
But where was the love when I was working til the sun up?
Do you feel this girl?
Oh yeah
Aye
Now do you feel this girl?
Now do you feel this girl?
So lie with me, see these demons in my head
Are playing games with me, making me wish I was dead
But that's exactly what they want, oh shit I'm seeing red
But f*ck those thoughts right now only thing I need is bread
So I stay chasing paper with this money on my mind
I'm tryna bring my people with me so we stay on the grind
But ain't it funny how when I start to get the money
All the friends I never had, they come and get some from me
F*ck you, dog
Yeah, you can take a percent from me, my sanity
But the one thing that you never gone take away is the man in me
I had to see a bag for me, I put all my friends on a salary
I could've been here on my own, but all of us here is what I would rather see
The money that I'm making ain't coming from my family
I'm steadily putting in work, so one day my pops can say that he proud of me
Keep complaining that you're stuck in a rut
You can't do this, you can't do that, bitch I've heard it enough
I've been in the same spot 10 times over
And through every tough spot I came back 10 times bolder
Make a plan, stick to it and do it
For now, I'ma be here jamming this music like...
Do you feel this girl?
Oh yeah
Aye
Now do you feel this girl?
Now do you feel this girl?
Writer: Gavin Simon, Kaleb Benoit
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid