Kevin Gates

Kevin Gates - In My Feelings songtekst

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Sometimes yeah sometime I'm in my feelings



Don't no one understand me supply and demand all this shit get demanding

Why the f**k is you standing

Over there seeking a handout I'm not finna hand it, godamnit

Tattoos on my neck that read Kayla and Brandon

My nephew was born premature

I prayed from em', everyday for em'

He'll smile at me make a face for em'

My auntie say thanks which I couldn't believe and I act as if that don't exist

Too much respect for to call you a bitch

All praise go to heaven your god don't exist

Love everything and everybody

Black sheeps scum of the earth

With popular people I don't fit

They was stupid they focus on bullshit

Now the whips they be driving is bullshit

Yo pastor lie to you right from the pulpit

Go hard or starve

No wait on God

Give him your money? That's bullshit

Full clips and a firearm

Put it in a ho name so I buy it for em

Pockets was slim as a diet form

Good dope sell itself wanna try it for em?

Smoke out hotel rooms and set off the fire alarm

BWA start a riot for em

I don't get tired, what you tired of?

Call what's her name say she tied up

My mind going negative f**k your perspective

These interviews really got pussy?



And gossiping just like a woman



Don't worry I'm just in my feelings

It's not a bad thing bae

It's nice to have someone that understands me bae

Cause we're the real thing bae

I really love the fact that you can feel me bae

In my feelings

Sometime yeah sometime I'm my feelings



Sometime yeah sometime I'm my feelings

Sometime yeah sometimes I'm my feelings



Here we go again more problems

Back against the wall feeling boxed in

Obnoxious, I been labeled

Lending helping hands when I'm able

Seem like everybody ungrateful

When they every bought food to my table?

Unappreciative it don't phase me

See envy all in they faces

You ain't help or right a rapper through a day in jail

I ain't see yo name on no paper

Hard on hoes I been scarred

But Trell left a hole in my heart

Blood sweat and tears went into this

How you think you deserve part?

Child support court or get fought

All the best lawyers get bought

Let that other nigga take care of that

You be on his dick like his shit raw

Lied to you in his friend car

Sold you a dream and you got caught

These hoes want rap niggas or a athlete that play ball

Sip coffee peep it don't talk

Handle shit horribly we fall off

I was just tryna be a real friend to you now I'm wishing that we get lost

We was only fifteen at ya momma house

Clicked over hold up miss call

Phone ringing damn its my dawg

Thinking like how the f**k he know y'all?

In the same breath start hiking saying to myself really that's foul
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