sk supreme – money feels lyrics
[intro]
still whipping up b-ss
name hold weight- with no face
smirk and body that thang
lurking bodies get flamed
paper chase to this freedom
lazy n-gg-s don’t need ’em
count the commas f-ck reading
told y’all this is my season
verse
told y’all n-gg-s i’m focused
most these b-tches have motive
checking up on these motions
tryna be where we going
i can feel it in the air n-gg-
thirsty cases right here with us
only day ones break bread with us
now new n-gg-s get fed with us
deal with everything corleone
6 zeros how the story goes
pay it forward that milli grow
making sure that these n-gg-s know
f-ck games, let’s get rich
f-ck game, let’s stretch this
setting things for my children’s kids
that’s the truth of what bossin’ is
[hook]
get money then spend it
paper moving to the feelings
feel good don’t it?
shxt feel good homie
shxt get my ki flowing
still breathing in holy
get money then spend it
get money then stretch
real money on deck
getting payed is like s-x
[bridge]
i been going in never came i with a plan b
only motherf-ckers with a dream understand me
[verse 2]
pool side vibe kissing
hoes gon’ keep their -ss wishing
floating ’round what i’m whipping
tryna get what i’m kicking
snake-way f-ck missions
all day my shxt dripping
everyday i go get get it
you gon’ love how i’m living
money got me in the feels
money got me in the field
i ain’t never chase b-tch bro
all i’m chasing is a mill
i’m still fresher than best out
raps is bringing in the cheques now
murder charges for the s-x, proud
zulu n-gg- feeling blessed now
tryna stop me with a double team?
tryna stop me need another team
calling the shots while i’m on the field
drilling missions how the hustle feels
sorta living in the angels field
been the chillest and the dopest still
you can’t top me ‘cuz the feelings real
swear this shxt is how heaven feels
[bridge]
godly visions in supreme’s view
k!lled all the shxt that i been through
ain’t a lotta things that i fit loose
still going in till she drop juice
[verse 3]
still whipping up b-ss
name hold weight- with no face
smirk and body that thang
lurking bodies get flamed
paper chase to this freedom
lazy n-gg-s don’t need ’em
count the commas f-ck reading
told y’all this is my season
sounds waves i get lit too
down play what i’m in to
f-ck n-gg-s cause issues
them f-ck n-gg-s on b-tch moves
hit my line i got work for you
hit my number when the cheques through
f-ck your feelings got rent due
f-ck excuses i make moves
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