TFE Sheedo - Feelin' Good

Wake up in the morning, roll straight up out my bed
Soon as my foot touch the ground, thank the Lord above my head
And I jiggy from I wake, but my eyes ain't even red
Gal text my phone tripping out, had to leave that hoe on read
Hit in the shower, making sure a youngin stay fresh and clean
Brush my teeth, smiling in the mirror and feeling happy
Put my fit on, something light, white tee, Air Force and some jeans
And I can't forget my watch and my brand new lil chain
Jump inside the whip with bro, pulled up soon as I get dressed
Dap him up and then I asking him, Where we going next
Say "We gon ride round, beat the road around town, pick a movie up along the way", it's about to go down
All smiles, no frowns, cause I feeling good today
And I on cloud nine, sparking up a wood today
And I cool, ain't in no drama, but I wish a nigga would today
But I having a good time, cause I feeling good today
Put my phone on the aux, jamming to some hot tunes
All type dro' in my system, inhaling all the fumes
You ain't gotta speed because we really trying to cruise
Get the drop on two biddies and we know that was the move
Pull up to the spot where they was at, pick 'em up, jump inside the whip and then we back to sliding cross the map
Gals dead sweet, wondering if they is some candy, you see
And if bro wasn't driving, then they would've been for me
Thinking to myself, this day can't get no better
Monops saying they having a kick back, so you know we gonna get to that
While we in the route, I smoking on a next spliff
And this bitch in the backseat suckin on my
Phone ringing but it's the gal who was topping me up
Say her boyfriend calling but she ain't want pick up
So I laughing and I clowning, I can't come to
Look on her phone and her boyfriend is a opp too
I kick her out cause she tryna line a nigga up
My day going solid, I can't let her fuck this up
So anyway, so we sliding to the kick back
Reach in the glove compartment, holding on a big strap
Sipping my yak while we sliding and I vibing
Get paranoid off the liquor, I be getting violent
Pull up to the spot and it was like around 6 or something
Tool up on my waist, I clutching on the blick or something
Can't pop out in this bitch if I ain't get my stick or something
But I trying to pop out and just get lick up or something
Having a good time and we living young and wild
Working hard but have fun every once in a while
Sliding back home all drunk up, all yak up
High off the dro' so I ain't think I getting back up
Day was real solid but it ain't what it seem
Too good to be true, aw fuck, it was a dream
Motherfuck it was a dream

Written by:
Rasheed Dewar

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