Feelin' It (feat. Mecca)

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët

Feelin' it, feel the Lex' pushing up on the set

I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lye

Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky

I keep it realer than most, I know you feelin' it

Cristals on ice, I like to toast, I keep on spilling it

Bone crushers I keep real close, I got the skill for this

On my back the flyest clothes, looking ill as shit

Transactions illegitimate 'cause life is still a bitch, and then you die

But for now, life, close your eyes and feel this dick

Since diapers, had nothing to live for like them lifers but

Making sure every **** stay rich within my cipher

We paid the price to circle us, success, they turned my mic up

I'm 'bout to hit these **** with some shit that'll light ya life up

If every **** in your clique is rich, your clique is rugged

Nobody will fall 'cause everyone will be each others crutches

I hope you fools choose to listen, I drop jewels, bust it

These are the rules I follow in my life, you gotta love it

Jiggy-Jigga looking gully in the joint

If y'all **** ain't talking 'bout large money, what's the point?

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët

Feelin' it, feel the Lex' pushing up on the set

I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lye

Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky

Even if it ain't sunny, hey, I ain't complaining

I'm in the rain doing a buck 40, hydroplaning, what, shorty? (Where you disappear to, son?)

Maintaining

Putting myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in

I'm living, the ill street blues got you hunger pang-in'

Nothing to gain and a whole lot to lose, you still singing, fool

I'm thorough, in every borough, my name be ringing

Warming it up for the perfect time to hit your brain, and

Ya feelin' it?

To all the girls that bought a girdle to conceal my bricks

No doubt, they can vouch my life is real as shit

'95 South and Papi on the Hill and shit

And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed with, shit

And all the thorough-ass **** that I hustle with

Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit

These fake rappers can't really know I'm loving it, ha-ha you feelin' it?

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët

Feelin' it, feel the Lex' pushing up on the set

I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lye

Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët

Feelin' it, feel the Lex' pushing up on the set

I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lye

Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky

What, y'all ain't heard that **** Jay hot?

The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch

I keep it tight for all the nights my momma prayed I'd stop

Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot

Those nightmares, ma, those dreams that you say you've got

Give me the chills but these mills, well, they make me hot

Y'all feel me, enough to stop the illing right?

But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight

I'm so confused, okay I'm getting weeded now

I know I contradicted myself, look, I don't need that now

It's just once in a blue when there's nothing to do

And the tension gets too thick for my sober mind to cut through

I get to zoning, me and the chick on the island and then we're boning

I free my mind sometimes I hear myself moaning

Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone, man

It got me going, shit

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët

Feelin' it, feel the Lex' pushing up on the set

I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lye

Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët

Feelin' it, feel the Lex' pushing up on the set

I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lye

Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky

I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moët