Tre.B Cardova - Feeling Great

Just copped a 8 feelin great
**** we moving off faith
**** we running our race
Moving at our own pace
One pull up in wraiths
Told myself I’m that **** today
Only self love screw all that self hate
Compliment myself at least twice a day
Spreading bread tryna stake bread away
Guess it’s meant to be
Baby to finicky
She ain that in to me
Aint no love sentencing
Sub zero finish it
Baby girl finish it
You were innocent
I want that wit again
Feelin lil misses yea
Come and she ended that
Just like a tire flat
Lay it down
Lay it down
Now you know
Girl you should be my flex cus I’m getting swole
Are you down to roll
Are you down to ride baby you down to go
I just pull up and flip got merch to go
**** tripping they bitchin I get it thoe
I’m that **** I’m that **** count figures thoe
Ima get it get it out get it thoe
Fuck wit a real one not them buffoons
Coming up in the joint bitch like how soon
Bitch it’s my time to rock and I’ll rock em
Bitch I drip when walk ima typhoon
Baby peeped out the drip come and consume
Baby peeped out the drip come and consume
Yea Feeling Great
Feeling great said I’m feeling great yea
Yea Feeling Great
Out my depression
Yea Feeling Great
Feeling great said I’m feeling great
Yea Feeling Great
Out my depression
Life gives you lemons you make lemonade
This took a minute it’s not minute made
Pack up these tracks like a track from the bay
16s (verses) we loaded we shooting away
These boys fucked brought the dawg out the cage
After dreams seriously moving with rage
See my dreams vividly I’m on my way
Straight off the hip with these bars ima spray on

Written by:
Trevon Burns

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