How I Feel

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Kellz

Robert Sylvester Kelly (born January 8, 1967) is an American singer, songwriter, record producer, and convicted sex offender. He has been credited with helping to redefine R&B and hip hop, earning nicknames such as "the King of R&B", "the King of Pop-Soul", and the "Pied Piper of R&B". In 2022 he was convicted for sex trafficking, child pornography, and sexual exploitation of a minor. Kelly has released 18 studio albums and is known for hit singles such as "I Believe I Can Fly", "Bump N' Grind", "Your Body's Callin'", "Gotham City", "Ignition (Remix)", "If I Could Turn Back the Hands of Time", "The World's Greatest", "I'm a Flirt (Remix)", and the hip hopera Trapped in the Closet. In 1998, he won three Grammy Awards for "I Believe I Can Fly". Although Kelly i… more »

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Yeah
Welcome to the party
Or the after-party
Finally told me you need me but it was too late
Only smoking medical weed these niggas too laced
These niggas two-faced
I used to believe in all the games I heard that you play
Now I can't believe some of the shit I heard that you say
But I don't cry about it
I just get high about it
I can't even lie I closed my eyes and I just thought about it
But I don't really think about it
I just write it down dip my pen & say my peace about it
Sometimes I drink about it
I can't tolerate the disrespect
I been a real one but you got these people thinking less
What the f*ck is a -
I was about to name drop but I can't even speak of -
I won't even speak about it
People do some bitch ass shit
Tell yo dad to tell yo mom she raised a bitch ass bitch
I run with only shooters, my bad
I heard you hoes like to tussle and shit
Tell a bad bitch I ain't with all the fussing and shit
Make her behave
I ain't with all the cussing and shit
We gon' be late 'cause she be trying to f*ck me and shit
And yeah niggas like to f*ck me and shit
I only let a few hit it you'd be lucky as shit
I touched down '97 seen 12's before 11
Made it to 24 I'll be rich by 27
Rose from the garden grew up in the concrete
You can't get no sunshine without a little rain
They told me it ain't really joy if you ain't got a lot of -
I laugh to hide the pain still treat a nigga like it's lunchtime
You can't eat at my table, you be folding when it's crunch time
Niggas act like it's a crime to keep it real
Meanwhile it's a legal crime for me to keep my steel
But on a brighter note
I'm still serving, shit working out
Bills paid and my bitch bad she came with a Birkin
Hair laid and the whip fast
Clean cut nigga on the side got my bitch mad
I remember when I used to skip classes
Now I'm getting passes
Ain't no runners in my circle only trappers
Tell her I'm recording I might sneak up with you after
I mean I might link up with you after
Bitch I'm an artist not a rapper
Might not see me out but you gon' see me with them Rackers
Yeah I keep that green bae but I am not a -
I am not a rapper
Yeah I keep that green bae but I am not a packer
Never been a capper
Don't pretend to be down for me
Show me it's real
And if you listening to this now you know just how I feel
Yeah
Know just how I
Now you know just how I feel
It's a shame so many people talking down upon my name
I can't stand a liar
Tryna stop the rain I got to make it through the fire
I got to make it through the wire
It's a shame that all these bitches think I love 'em all the same
I'm trying to change
But I'm still stuck up in my ways
I have my days but everybody does
Can't be living life plain 'cause that's what everybody was

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