Urban Prophet - Feelin' Myself! Lyrics

Feelin' Myself
I must be the man
Feelin' Myself
It must be the xans
Feelin' Myself
Like hands in my pants
Uh uhhhh
Feelin' Myself
I must be the man
Feelin' Myself
It must be the xans
Feelin' Myself
Like hands in my pants
Uh
Hittin my line I won't answer your questions fam
Unless you gone book me and that's bout a band
Heisman shuffle, i dip out the can
I always knew, they told me I can't
Fold under pressure I don't understand
You know how I was raised?
You know who I am?
I was seeing glass
As days of sand
I just bounced back
And I'm running again
Text message to the closest of friends
And tell them that Urb is rapping again
But this time it's for the likes and the trends
On Twitter I'm poppin'
Got ads on the gram
Product placement, put the money in my hand
Rent out that whip
But that whip is a lamb
Ohh nah
Thuggin
Counterfeit again
Exposing the same
And how to get down
Gucci was printed, spotted like cow
Gucci gang on me but look at me now
Fake it to make it no burning me out
Fake it to make it no burning me outtttt
Feelin' Myself
I must be the man
Feelin' Myself
It must be the xans
Feelin' Myself
Like hands in my pants
Uh uhhhh
Feelin' Myself
I must be the man
Feelin' Myself
It must be the xans
Feelin' Myself
Like hands in my pants
Uh
Feelin' Myself
I must be the man
Feelin' Myself
It must be the xans
Feelin' Myself
Like hands in my pants
Uh uhhhh
Feelin' Myself
I must be the man
Feelin' Myself
It must be the xans
Feelin' Myself
Like hands in my pants
Uh