Feelins (feat. Maltrench)

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Yung Boog

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Yeah
Yeah
Uhhh, uhhh (uhhh)
Uhhh (uhhh)
Uhhh
Every time I try to make things right between us you just let me down
Saying that you knew him first, but girl I really been around
I know exactly what you doing when I'm outta town
So don't ask me what I'm doing when I'm outta town
Ohhh
We just gotta take it slow
Cause really we don't ever know
When it's time to go yeah
F*ck these niggas cause they some hoes yeah
It's a cold ass world that we living in
Nowadays everybody worried bout fitting in
He got ran up on now he on CNN
They see I got all of this talent, wanna be my friend
I know the heaven gates waiting on me
I know people who riding for me been praying for me
And I know it's some niggas that's steady hating on me
Them niggas could get popped like I got bacon on me
In the middle of the winter, that's when bodies drop
Big bro so crazy, hit a nigga with a body shot
Told him quit the shit, but he just want another molly popped, yeah
Everyday another tear drop
I don't fear a single nigga I just fear God
Caught him on camera, he was lackin That's a clear shot
Yeah I know we only human, yeah I get it
But you knew that you was wrong and you still ain't admit it
Came a long way from depression fighting all these tears
It's some shit that I know, but you might not wanna hear
Shit been hurting me
I told you hurry and you couldn't show the urgency
All my niggas they been gettin all that currency
Like I'm Usher, let it burn now you burnt to me
When them niggas was just playin with your feelings
You ain't know what you was feeling You was staring at the ceiling
Then you looked and then you turned to me (on god)
And I was there for you
And I was steady tryin hard because I cared for you
And if you woulda never left I had a plan for you
Get designer things, drop a couple bands on you
Yeah, I was the man for you
I swear to God I was the man for you
I swear to God I was the man for you
Yeah
Private jet, quarter mill' in the duffle bag
I don't want your love, I'm so stuck
I'm not into that
I don't want your love, just your trust
But you can't give me that
Cause I don't want your heart or nothing
I just wanna see your face
See your way
F*ck on the balcony, I'm tryna feel your face
Touch on your body I'm tryna get away
Uh, yeah
Every time I try to make things right between us you just let me down
Saying that you knew him first, but girl I really been around
I know exactly what you doing when I'm outta town
So don't ask me what I'm doing when I'm outta town
Ohhh
We just gotta take it slow
Cause really we don't ever know
When it's time to go yeah
F*ck these niggas cause they some hoes yeah

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