No, this shit ain't been the same no, we so distant Know you miss how I be thuggin', on my hood shit Girl, I miss how we be fuckin', and you ain't my bitch Got a nigga in my feelings Got a nigga in my feelings, in my feelings Yeah yeah (yeah) Girl, if

And now it follows me every day And now it follows me every day, every day, every day I feel guilty, I feel guilty An act of kindness Is what you show to me Not more than I can take Oh I, got a feeling this will shake me down Oh my back's up against the

It's about to be legendary Yeah we're gonna be legends Gonna get their attention What we're doing here ain't just scary Gonna teach 'em all a lesson Got this feeling that we're so sweet caring I think they got it all wrong We just got to hold on And on,

I got this feeling that they're gonna break down the door I got this feeling they they're gonna come back for more See I was thinking that I lost my mind But it's been getting to me all this time And it don't stop dragging me down Silently reflection

Bury your sorrow I'm feeling fine No more tomorrow I found my peace of mind Sinking once again Got no worries, I've found my chosen friends Drifting from all I've known Within this solace, now I call my home I've found my peace of mind

I'll keep on rolling down this road But I've got a bad, bad feeling One night to you Lasted six weeks for me Just a bitter little pill now Just to try to go to sleep No more waking up to innocence Say hello to hesitance

A good, good life Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life Oh, this has gotta

Oh My God, this shit different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings Think he got a chance with a bitch like me He ain't rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap I

Gotta work me out, make it real Better lock this down, better box it up Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Just can't stop, once ain't enough Ella me tiene pegao Stuck on a feeling Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Quisiera besarla (mirala) No

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline