The Rangers lyrics : "Feelin' Myself Pt. 2"
Right to game don't kill yourself
They say I shine, but I'm in the back of my shades on
They don't think I'm on the grind when it come to this no days off
You see I'm fly, I'm feeling like stalf
Right now I'm feeling myself
This right here my condom vibe,
Right to gang I'll kill yourself
My ... more fire, make you feel burned out when I walk by
You put out your lighters, you haters take shots
It's the reck fire, but I fire back
Back in the back VIP, look at that $$# upon the stump peace
^!$$%s don't get this $$#, see what I see
Thank God I'm fly all across the maps
It's only I chase the mula on the occasion lazy like the eyes on Mcgrady
Tryin to ball, you can do it maybe
You were like me in 25 added
They half beat and I ate it
The range of game I came with
Look at these guys, tryin to be fly
Like us a color so rated
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They say I shine, but I'm in the back of my shades on
They don't think I'm on the grind when it come to this no days off
Have confidence way before I got compliments
I got my wheels up, I'm fin to take off
I'm fly, I'm feelin like ..., I'm feeling myself
I'm feelin myself, excuse me my vibe I'm feelin myself
I'm feelin myself, I'm feelin myself, I'm feelin myself
Right to gang, don't kill yourself
Walk up in the clubbin, I'll be on some other %#@!
... the bad chick, I ain't playin no game (*##$ tag you with
But you already know that and I'm feeling myself the (*##$ know that
I'm like way with the hoes at, and she know that
And I'm like LA bridge %#@! I own that
And I rise and grind, need the pass behind,
The future's ready in my nose, sleeping know me
When you bout to wake, and if you don't wake up let a ^!$$% that broke
Young ^!$$% that's on the ground
Bustin up and I got the night shift
Tryin to get a new house, a new whip and a bad white chick like Taylor Swift
I'm one up on these kids
I don't really $#&@ with these kids
Holding up in my fade, I don't let it go 'cause I got a good grip
And I gotta stay humble,
Till they put me in the dirt I'm a hustle
Keep the enemies close but don't trust em down
You can $#&@ these hoes, but don't love em no
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The way I walk the way I talk, you can tell I'm feelin myself
Can't $#&@ with attitude, ^!$$% tip the cheese back for my help
I turn me on money to old money, and well
Shout out to my team because I couldn't do it by myself
I'm feelin like a palo, writing down my sorrows
Writing down my happiness, I speak em with ...
Always knew I was the %#@!, way back long time ago
Fit it in some bull%#@!, Chicago.
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