Mark Battles - Got A Feeling lyrics
Woke up today feeling like a million bucks Sympathizing for the haters who gotta deal with us We building up, Fly America is still a must Forever grinding, I ain't did enough Hit 'em up, I pocket, mama, I promise you I got it Just tryna profit like Mohamed, had to get us out the projects Born to live like the Obamas So disregard all the gossip And a memo to my haters, you can come on with it Look my boy in his eyes and say, 'son, go get it' It ain't over till the drumroll finished And my account got more commas than a run on sentence, see I can sense it I'm like that, I'm your favorite rapper's nightmare I don't fight fair, you couldn't walk in my night gears Same design but not the right pair I'm something they never seen and so she might stare sponsored links Alright, yeah I've got a feeling I've got a feeling I've got a Glad I make a million with a couple sentence Past premonitions, teachers used to speak of prison I'm from a city where they hate you and you try and get it And getting fried even if they got no pot to piss in Listen, I'm tryna modify my ballad Shout out to my n***as who can buy sh** off a challenge Yeah, that's Fly America, they bopping, where your flag at? Double MG, these other posses just pathetic Can I get a little respect chilling For the lean the jack spill it More liquor, forgive me, a n***a be stressed But when you in it and they ain't giving you sympathy Nah, you better off simply just chilling, keeping it to yourself Got a feeling, by year's ending a couple million Me and SB skating on a couple women I need a SP, balling shouldn't be this simple Call it like I see it, so you see a n***a been official I've got a feeling I've got a feeling I've got a Yeah, this sh**'s so crazy You never know when life gonna take you And I swear to God I feel it Picture myself leaving, all these demons that I'm dealing with I'mma make a k**ing And if I keep my goals in check Never keep too many actors on set You can bet your a** we're out here with my team till d**h Ain't it funny how things is, despised all my teachers Now they giving love, getting praise for my teachings Still can't believe they gonna hate me for my features Getting paid for my features Wish these motherf**ers spend a day in my sneakers But they ain't got the soul Flip flopping back and forth, who would've known That a junkie in the gutter turned sh** in gold And I'm stacking break up till that sh** got mold Told 'em bring a thing of rings, yeah, my team real cold And the feeling's only temporary, moments last forever So we gotta do it big as we embark on these endeavors I've got a feeling I've got a feeling I've got a