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Feeling Myself
10,322
Hip-Hop/Rap
Feeling Myself was released on February 2, 2018 by Paper Route Empire / Key Glock as a part of the album Glock Bond
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2018
LabelPaper Route Empire / Key Glock
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Sosa 808
Sosa 808
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I got, I got all these double G's, Gucci Gucci on me
And I smoke so many trees, my eyes looking Chinese
Yeah, my clothes from overseas but a **** still street
All this ice up on me so I gotta keep the heat
Nah, I don't fuck with squares but wear a lot of Louis V
Got more chains than Mr. T, sip more lean than Pimp C
I'm that young ****, turn your main bitch to a freak
They like Glock, you off the leash, got 'em jumping out they seat
[Verse 2]
I ball too hard bitch, I'm the MVP
I'm killing shit bitch, you know, RIP
Let my chopper sing bitch, R&B
And I sip Hi Tech bitch, not no MGP
I'm feeling myself, I asked the mirror on the wall
Please tell me who the flyest young **** of 'em all
You know I ball too hard, Lonzo Ball, John Wall
I got a short attention span but like my money tall
I got more stripes than a referee, I might pierce you with the tech
You play with me and
Throw you out the game just for a fee
I'ma throw you out the game just for a fee
[Verse 3]
I got, I got all these double G's, Gucci Gucci on me
And I smoke so many trees, my eyes looking Chinese
Yeah, my clothes from overseas but a **** still street
All this ice up on me so I gotta keep the heat
Nah, I don't fuck with squares but wear a lot of Louis V
Got more chains than Mr. T, sip more lean than Pimp C
I'm that young ****, turn your main bitch to a freak
They like Glock, you off the leash, got 'em jumping out they seat
[Verse 4]
You can't be with gang, it ain't no sign up
We got big clips on us, run up, you get lined up
Let my youngin take your watch, they like your time up
Got a dark chocolate bitch, call her Godiva
And her head fire, ghost rider, I'm a Peter Piper, I'm a one nighter
Stabbing in the gut, I feel like Michael Myers
I pull up burning rubber ****, bet your title
Skrrt, hit the dash, you know I'm going fast
Goddamn, I feel like Flash, I'm racing to that bag
Skrrt, hit the dash, you know I'm going fast
Goddamn, I feel like Flash, I'm racing to that bag
[Verse 5]
I got, I got all these double G's, Gucci Gucci on me
And I smoke so many trees, my eyes looking Chinese
Yeah, my clothes from overseas but a **** still street
All this ice up on me so I gotta keep the heat
Nah, I don't fuck with squares but wear a lot of Louis V
Got more chains than Mr. T, sip more lean than Pimp C
I'm that young ****, turn your main bitch to a freak
They like Glock, you off the leash, got 'em jumping out they seat
Written by: Brandon Parker, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Warren Parker
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