avereaux - feelin' it lyrics
[intro: avereaux]
cookin’ up the base (base)
lookin’ like a kilo
they just wanna taste (taste)
diggin’ on my ego
(ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego)
ridin’, ridin’ thru chicago
(ridin’, ridin’ thru chicago)
smoke me all off
talkin’ ’bout that upgrade
baby, hold on
i can k!ll your migraine
(migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine)
(ridin’, ridin’ thru chicago)
ridin’, ridin’ thru chicago
[pre-verse: avereaux]
(ridin’ thru chicag–
ridin’ ridin’)
don’t you open up that window
don’t you let out that antidote
[verse 1: avereaux]
saucy, saucy, dripping gold every time i walk around this b-tch
flossin’ on ’em, way too cold, santa got frostbite from this
i be really with the sh-ts
ride around town, lights low when i’m makin’ hits
(level up!)
all my n-ggas way too lit
(level up!)
all my n-ggas too legit
(level up!)
all my n-ggas in the field
flip a dub into a mill
never worried ’bout a meal
chasing after aspirations, the patience is real
tell me homie, what’s the deal
sittin’ on the sideline, waiting on a guideline
thinking that’s a lifeline
(level up!)
yeah, they hate, but i can’t relate
(level up!)
elevate, i’m on levitate
n-ggas pump faux sk!ll, that’s a no-no
i been did it since four, por mi solo
keep all ’em knocking on that wood, como polo
and if young mikey don’t trust you, yo tampoco
let that ho ho
let that ho know (they in love)
they in love with the cocoa (cocoa)
they in love with my gold glow (gold glow)
melanin make ’em loco
[bridge: avereaux]
mmmmh, at the night show
anything can happen at the night show
yo b-tch not at home, she at the night show
f-ckin’ right, ho
it’s the ave & mike show
[verse 2: godismikey]
rollin’ ’round with my partners
it’s just mike, ave, & them dollas
heard they poppin’ sh-t like they hot
hit ’em with the okie doke, let’s be honest
n-ggas don’t write they sh-t, they pen haunted
cook a n-gga live, like benihanas
i be that hibachi papi, they cachi
tryna’ match my fly, but look like kamikazes
they ain’t got the proxy, ain’t in my posse
n-ggas know my pockets fat, need hydroxy-cut
d-ck be swingin’, no boxing gloves
i be spittin’ wit a real nice buzz
always tipsy, i’m never drunk
but you n-ggas ’bout drunk as f-ck
’cause you n-ggas love taking shots
i be lookin’ like “what the f-ck?”
all of these n-ggas, they know me
they know we ain’t homies
they phony, be showin’ me love
i’m bad & i’m bougie
i’m always the focus
they broke & they bogus
they whack and a dub
i stroll in the club, bet they dappin’ me up
“mikey you know me”
b-tch back it on up
i peeped all that sh-t that you tweeted
now won’t you repeat it
i bet you won’t keep it buck
’cause you broke as f-ck
talkin’ bout you hot mane
gone and keep it up
i’ll put that red dot right on your brain
[verse 3: avereaux]
i am the dragon breathing fire
beautiful mane, i’m the lion
critical fame, i know you’re lying
authentic plays, ain’t gotta buy ’em
i know i’m fire
you ain’t going hard enough
you ain’t even smart enough
you can be discarded, love
you won’t reach this peak, give up
you ain’t going hard enough
you ain’t even smart enough
you can be discarded, love
you won’t reach this peak, give up
[outro: avereaux]
all eyes on me, yet i’m looking at the goal
yeah, i’m going for the gold
you n-ggas be focused on the wrong things
the wrong things
the wrong things
you wrong, mane
you wrong, mane
ooooh-huuuuuh
the wrong things, oooohhhh
(level up!)
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