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feels like
Hip-Hop/Rap
feels like was released on January 17, 2025 by TJF148 / M.I.D. Music Records as a part of the album synthetic luminosity
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Release DateJanuary 17, 2025
LabelTJF148 / M.I.D. Music Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TJFBTZ
TJFBTZ
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Trinh
Jeffery Trinh
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TJFBTZ
TJFBTZ
Producer

Lyrics

Feels like I’m on my way
I just scanned for that band down, no TSA
40 inch vert like it’s NBA
I don’t ever tell nobody I’m “OK”
My message sometimes clear right on the face
But I can’t ever let nobody decipher my case
I know all the bitches near wouldn’t bother anyway
All the wannabes might as well be bitches anyway
If you ever lose your principle
Life gon’ feel like you at the bottom of the pole
0-100 never works out I say
Too much all at once, feels like you’d spend it in a day
It’s a process, like 76ers, trust the process
But if all you trust is yourself go ahead, be on your way
You’re the most important person to yourself
If Porsches, Birkin and Turks be all you get with no purpose
Remember the pay, money important I think
Some can’t afford that lifestyle, can’t pay with minimum wage
‘Cause you ain’t the president of the fucking nation
'Cause the moment there's success that ain't yours you be complacent
Even though they know they wrong they still spread misinformation
Don't ever take something as fact until official confirmation
Seen too much of that, from minuscule to Earl
Centel, misinfo on borough
Feels like I’m on my way
I just scanned for that band down, no TSA
40 inch vert like it’s NBA
I don’t ever tell nobody I’m “OK”
My message sometimes clear right on the face
But I can’t ever let nobody decipher my case
I know all the bitches near wouldn’t bother anyway
All the wannabes might as well be bitches anyway
Hi-hats ain’t basic as shit, unlike lil88
Don't ruin your life over drugs and shit, don't be an idiot
Y'all slaves to the material shit
You'd pay your life for the corps, ain't that some wild ass shit
You'd sell your soul for a deal, your mind fucked up as shit
Like anomaly, you ain’t supposed to be on this ship
Spida free, slime back upcoming season next year
On the wheel, swear the road been long
Last ‘bout 223 thousand hours
Is it just me?
Or motherfuckers nowadays fucked up
Kids nowadays run around acting stupid
They homophobic yet they still act like a (toggaf)
Get mad at you if you don't do something
Then get mad at you if you do something
Where's the proof, huh?
'Cause clearly motherfuckers wanna be mad for no reason
Feels like motherfuckers would call anything treason
Feels like I’m on my way
I just scanned for that band down, no TSA
40 inch vert like it’s NBA
I don’t ever tell nobody I’m “OK”
My message sometimes clear right on the face
But I can’t ever let nobody decipher my case
I know all the bitches near wouldn’t bother anyway
All the wannabes might as well be bitches anyway
Written by: Jeffery Trinh
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