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compton av, icewear vezzo & steelz - feelin good lyrics

[intro]
(cook that sh+t up, steelz)

[chorus: compton av]
i just got a check, i’m feelin’ good today (feelin’ good today)
’bout to bust it down and bless the whole hood today (bless the whole hood today)
i run these streets, i’m that n+gga n+ggas wanna be (they wanna be)
they f+ck with me ’cause i’m solid, and i’m sucka+free (let’s go)
i got up off my ass and made it rich on my own (rich on my own)
you a skeez, get this b+tch off my phone (b+tch)
i went and got a bag and now i’m on it, n+gga, super lit (lit)
n+ggas say they shooters in they song, but they ain’t shootin’ sh+t (let’s go)
[verse 1: compton av]
ayy, this ain’t no dance song, but, n+gga, f+ck it, get your dance on (get it)
the streets’ll vouch for me, i’m really rappin’ what i stand on (get it)
b+tch, i’m really him, when you see me, get your fan on
i made it out the trenches, got a check and put my mans on (i did)
i got it out the mud, now i’m lit on ’em (now i’m lit on ’em)
i focused on my grind and got rich on ’em (and got rich on ’em)
n+ggas go against the gang, we gon’ spin on ’em (we gon’ spin on ’em)
turn the block and load the chops and go again on ’em (we go again on ’em)
real back+in+stylin’, yeah, b+tch, i brung this back in (i brung this back in)
i f+ck with gangstas everywhere, n+gga, tap in (ayy, n+gga, tap in)
security a fan, that n+gga let me get my strap in (i love you)
you book me for a show, i need my front and my backend

[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
neck and rollie bright, look like a light, i’m gon’ be up for life
she jump in that ghost, see all this ice and she gon’ f+ck on sight
they like, “why you rich and cuttin’ pints?” so chucky up the price
see them n+ggas out, lil’ bro on go, his sh+t get took tonight
i hate p+ssy n+ggas, f+ck the ‘gram, and don’t be dancin’ either (uh+uh)
i blew sixty bands on my new rings and made my hands anemic (ooh)
just got off probation, know they watchin’, be on pins and needles (for real)
capo in my hood, got my lil’ soldiers, they gon’ pledge allegiance
hundred shooters like the taliban, i trap on autobahn
up until she spent a light two racks and knocked a model down
i get on these beats and talk that dope, i don’t be tryna rap (nope)
put a hundred in his brand+new drac’, look like a power line, hah
[chorus: compton av]
i just got a check, i’m feelin’ good today
’bout to bust it down and bless the whole hood today
i run these streets, i’m that n+gga n+ggas wanna be
they f+ck with me ’cause i’m solid, and i’m sucka+free
i got up off my ass and made it rich on my own
you a skeez, get this b+tch off my phone
i went and got a bag and now i’m on it, n+gga, super lit
n+ggas say they shooters in they song, but they ain’t shootin’ sh+t

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