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Larry June

Feeling Good Today

 

Feeling Good Today

(album: Mr. Midnight - 2019)


Nigga, I done fucked around and linked up with my nigga Cardo, nigga, God damn
Sock it to me
Good job
Numbers
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy, ayy
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy, ayy, oh-oh

It was a clear afternoon, the hoes was out
Sliding up, cashmere, bro just got out
Bought him shoes and clothes, a zip of 'dro
A couple hundred dollars then he knocked him a go
I'm macking on a bitch 'cause it's necessary
She bought a nigga Gucci and Cartier
I'm tryna go to Boston, there's money there
I'm rolling up a chop in the barber chair
Sprinter van with a TV
Every real P need one of these
I'm from the slums where shit can get real
You got a be from The Bay to know how I feel
I'm not famous, I'm just a real-ass nigga
Who needs a record deal when you know how to get it?
They tryna book Uncle Larry overseas
But for that, bitch, I need twenty Gs

Smoking on a chop with the top down
I'm cooling, I'm feeling alive
Don't be calling my phone tryna kill my vibe
Bitch, I work too hard to get this fly
I'm feeling good today, I don't want no drama, ever
I'm feeling good today, so keep all that far away, far away

I make songs for niggas that live like me
And that bad-ass bitch that get off at three
Take a nigga number then call me sometime
How I make it out the trap? I be thinking sometimes
Baby came through with chicks for days
Fuck my morals, I'm hitting today
Then she blew a nigga phone up, these hoes is mainy
I was just tryna smack, I ain't need no lady
Put my Nikes on then I grab my keys
Let me roll up a fat-ass chop before we leave
Sitting on my couch playing D'Angelo
My candle cost eighty dollars for the little one
Thirty K, all stock, this the real one
No Ds in the wash, still killing em
I'm living, life is cool
Matter fact, bitch, my only problem is you

Smoking on a chop with the top down
I'm cooling, I'm feeling alive
Don't be calling my phone tryna kill my vibe
Bitch, I work too hard to get this fly
I'm feeling good today, I don't want no drama, ever
I'm feeling good today, so keep all that far away, far away

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

done

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