I Can Feel It (feat. H.E.R.)

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving, moving

Every now and then

Look, shorty, shorty, he from the hood, right?

All he wanna do is get some respect

From the homies that come before him

He either gon' bust his MAC-11 or try to be Kyrie Irving

It's either die working

Lil' nappy fade with the braids and his socks tucked

Nike boots in the summer, that boy is real tough

He said that "Me, Link, I like your style"

I ask, "Do you feel the pain that I already sing?"

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving, moving

Every now and then

Look at Link, the hood fable, the streets where they be crazy

Now we certified, we went from back pages to back stages

And black nominees and hood DVDs and world domination

This shit like the matrix, this shit feel like the end of a saga

This man Linky have problems

This man Linky be poppin'

This man here can rock a couple hundred

Turn into a couple million people, now they're crying out

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving, moving

Every now and then

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving, moving

Every now and then

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving

I can feel it moving, moving, moving, moving

Every now and then