Louie Ray - Success Is a Feeling lyrics

[Intro] Success is just a feeling, what you call- Success is just a feeling, what you call- Aight [Verse] Success is just a feeling, what you call regret? You currest ni**as not to come to Flint, 'cause it is not safe Blow the weed by the elbow, I got a pot face I could still push the water with me, 'cause it got taste ni**as wanna bring me down, I see it in they face Forcin' me to ride illegally, hit me with a case I was watchin' ni**as gettin' food, I ain't get a plate I'ma fu*k her good and feed her more, she gon' get a shave I'ma probly' work her out for real, she gon' get in shape She ain't got no stomach to her, sittin' on thе waist Told her "Walk in front of me, I wanna see you shake" I donе ran into a lot of sh*t since I done been out away Alright Always bouncin' right back, never MIA Can't forget why we came here, ni**a gradiate You can't just stay a petty hustler, gotta graduate I'm a animal I- I'm a animal, you know, the ones they don't congratulate This one time I tried to make a thousand dollars every day I knew I was a hustler, I just had to let it marinate It's about time, ni**as had to let my section play We came, new VVS's, ni**a, check the date We've been havin' sold out shows, ni**a, catch a day When it's all said and done I'm more than good, 'cause I'm next to great She prolly livin' out her best dream if she next to Ray I'm alert like I'm off caffeine when I hit the drank Hoes love to chase me to the room, I bought some baremates They called the police 'cause of all the weed, I took the staircase This was not a ordinary crime, I did it- Alright This was not an organized crime, I did it bare-faced b*tch bad, but she even badder with that hair laced Prolly used to call you all the time if you sold weight (Yeah, ni**a) I prolly used to call you all the time if you sold weight Prolly still call you all the time if you sold drank I can't even hit her from the back, she got a bowl-shape Press a ni**a tight, get his soul straight He try to be a real ni**a, but he's so fake I wouldn't of knocked it like we was, he ain't mole-straight He had to sniff around a bit, get his nose straight (ni**as already tryin' to find somethin') (Tryna find somethin', ni**a, I got this sh*t, ni**a) (Okay)