Lyrics:
normal isn't ever tamed"
Yeah
This beat got me feelin' hungry
Not like I wanna eat
But like I wanna reach for success
And be the best
I wanna test my
Lookin Good Right?
Im The Hood Type Finally Got My Cash Right.
Talk Nextel, Big Body Xl,
Chase The Game Up V12, To Vocs Hell(?)
Yeah Im Stuntin On Em,
bitch
And grab your best friend by the waist, bitch
But you're not the only one that hates this
Got a lot of love so let's make it
If you wanna do it, do
status
Got new a Mercedes and it the fastest
In the club surrounded by the baddest
Shawty yeah, she on the move like "Hoe, take it down low"
I guess she
If I licked your pussy
Would you suck my dick?
I got you moanin like the bitches in the porno flicks
Pull your panties to the side so I can dig you
here
For the street heads
That's that nigga from the Sunz of Man right there
Eh yo, I'm feelin that cat
I gotta drink to this here
Hell Razah, 9th
of the parking lot now
Ooh, ooh
I'm ready to scarf down this chow
I'm on my way home now, got my radio blarin'
And those fries smell so good that I gotta start
date merits a mona lisa
Cud fit in my shoes theyll slide off u like sandals
Scooped her like a spoon then strumed that pussy like a banjo
She got a man
and day
Through the highs and the lows
I've got music and the breeze
In this moment I am free, ohhh
New horizons I keep seeing
But time is flying by
No
you'd like to talk about
All I ever, wanted was a normal life never got it
I remember, never let it out years before i'd vomit on a beat
I kept it bottled
Every night I look up to the sky
And let it go ‘cause I got peace on my side
Life is rough just take it day by day
Life is hard ‘cause don’t nothin’ go
got some family members I got silent beef with
Living by a set of rules that I cannot agree with
How you be my blood but you cut my wounds deeper
You
In a teenage wasteland stupor
Man I was nearly halfway home
Stopped by a super Jersey state trooper
I was still feelin' halfway stoned
I put my
gesturing
at the radio like the DJ's can see me
I'm screamin so my windows got steamy
Every song sounds the same, if they're lookin for fame
why do their
Underground chillin'
Its Dyl the Mufuckin' villain
I spawn these tracks then I kill em
I make you feel like a type a feelin'
Pay homage take
money on me
Took a shot just get by
Took a breath just to get high
Feelin tipsy cross-eyed
Not a chicken popeye
Pretty lady thick thighs
Suicidal so am I
man
Suit and tie
Right by the ceiling fan
We get high
We got drip like Hoover Dam
And you knew you dry
Told you plenty times
Gettin' mine
Yeah, I'm
wrong
Gotta make it up but I don't know how so I call
I've been tryna make all this shit right
Really wish I had you by my side
'Stead I wonder everyday
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
whiskey an Excedrin too
Man I'm stressed out but it's looking
Up and thats a start
Might not be on the radio but this is art
I just wanna get by that's
And all these mommies look fly today
And all we wanna do is get by today
Heyyy
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
'Cause
irregular?
And if you want to get all hype, I'll have to settle ya
By pullin out my 12-gauge shotgun
And if you want to go rhyme for rhyme, I got some
Dope
blastin', no joke i'll be laughin', actin' out like a castin', it's no longer scripted is the radio broadcastin'
I will shake up the world, i got God by my
introverted
Got no words and I can't turn it off
Of course I'm super moody
Way you do me wrong
You blew me off
And the hoe lookin at me like lotto
Ticket, but
.jpg/220px-Feelin's_(Teddy_Edwards_album).jpg "Feelin's")
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